<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698</id><updated>2011-08-02T11:54:27.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity, Faith and Free Falling</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6550447065884242173</id><published>2010-07-04T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T09:24:00.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You say; God says</title><content type='html'>You say: 'It's impossible'&lt;br /&gt;God says: All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;Luke 18:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I'm too tired'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I will give you rest&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 11:28-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'Nobody really loves me'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I love you&lt;br /&gt;John 3:1-6 &amp;amp; John 3:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I can't go on'&lt;br /&gt;God says: My grace is sufficient&lt;br /&gt;II Corinthians 12:9 &amp;amp; Psalm 91:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I can't figure things out'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I will direct your steps&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I can't do it'&lt;br /&gt;God says: You can do all things&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I'm not able'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I am able&lt;br /&gt;II Corinthians 9:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'It's not worth it'&lt;br /&gt;God says: It will be worth it&lt;br /&gt;Roman 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I can't forgive myself'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I Forgive you&lt;br /&gt;I John 1:9 &amp;amp; Romans 8:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I can't manage'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I will supply all your needs&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I'm afraid'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear&lt;br /&gt;II Timothy 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I'm always worried and frustrated'&lt;br /&gt;God says: Cast all your cares on ME&lt;br /&gt;I Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I'm not smart enough'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I give you wisdom&lt;br /&gt;I Corinthians 1:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say: 'I feel all alone'&lt;br /&gt;God says: I will never leave you or forsake you&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6550447065884242173?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6550447065884242173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6550447065884242173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6550447065884242173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6550447065884242173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-say-god-says.html' title='You say; God says'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2979681103244871284</id><published>2010-07-04T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:25:04.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short But Bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>This isn't gonna be a long post. Just something I need to get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has really been challenging me lately. With pretty much everything in my life. He's been telling me to let go of some things and hold on tight to others. He's been telling me to take chances but also to sit back and wait. It's really hard sometimes. Most of the time I don't want to listen. I just wanna do what I wanna do. But in the end, like always, He knows what's best for me. I've just been struggling with really giving my all to Him...just surrendering and fully letting myself be in His control. It's really tough when He tells me I need to let go of something. Especially when that something is actually a some&lt;em&gt;one. &lt;/em&gt;Whether its a boy, a friend, someone that hurt me, or someone that's passed. I've always had trouble letting go. I keep telling myself "what if..?" and that keeps me going. But it's like a drug. I tell myself this, and it's almost like a mantra. And then I feel fine. But that feeling only lasts so long and before I know it, I find myself repeating my "mantra" over and over again. What if he changes? What if he comes back? What if she didn't mean that? What if, what if, what if? It's really hard to not ask myself those questions. I sometimes ask other people too. And I almost always got the same answer. "Just have faith in God." I was honestly starting to get sick of hearing that. Couldn't someone give me a better answer? Something more clear as to what to do? But recently I realized that that was the answer I needed to hear. And maybe hearing it over and over again, was God's way of saying "get it in your stinkin head!" I really do need to just trust in God. If I'm supposed to be with that guy, then it'll happen. If my dad is supposed to sober up, it'll happen. If I'm supposed to stay friends with that girl, then guess what? It'll happen! I am definitely still struggling though. I still find myself asking the "what if" questions. And I honestly don't know if I'll ever stop. But what I do know is that I need to just have faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes God says no because He's preparing you for a bigger Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if any of that made sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2979681103244871284?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2979681103244871284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2979681103244871284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2979681103244871284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2979681103244871284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/07/short-but-bittersweet.html' title='Short But Bittersweet.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1975660276009391067</id><published>2010-06-26T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:33:16.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus I run to you</title><content type='html'>There's this band called Lady Antebellum. They're country, but not twangy country. They're also one of my all-time favourite bands. They have a song called "I Run To You". Like most songs nowadays, it's a love song. The chorus goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This world keeps spinning faster&lt;br /&gt;Into a new disaster so I run to you&lt;br /&gt;I run to you baby&lt;br /&gt;When it all starts coming undone&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're the only one I run to&lt;br /&gt;I run to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was listening to it earlier, I started to think about the words. They're singing about how when things get rough, they run to the one they love for comfort. Now what if we sung this song, but instead of saying "baby", we said "Jesus"?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I run to you Jesus, when it all starts coming undone. Jesus you're the only one I run to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Would the meaning of the song change? Or would it merely be intensified? Aren't we supposed to run to Jesus when our lives get tough? Trust in Him and know that He will guide us through? BUT we're also supposed to run to Him when our lives are good. He's not just there to rescue us. He's there to rejoice and dance with us as well! Next time you're listening to a love song, and that special someone comes to mind, try thinking of God instead. Try singing that love song to Him. Or imagine Him singing it to you. Try it. It's pretty amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1975660276009391067?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1975660276009391067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1975660276009391067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1975660276009391067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1975660276009391067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/06/jesus-i-run-to-you.html' title='Jesus I run to you'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5293990627297599258</id><published>2010-06-25T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T07:43:00.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honk if you love Jesus.</title><content type='html'>Text while driving if you want to meet Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Peeve alert!! People who text and talk on their phone and do their makeup and read the paper and tie their shoes and..and..where was I going with this? Oh yeah, people who do that stuff while DRIVING! Here's a solution people. Listen up. PULL OVER to text or talk on your phone. Get a bluetooth. Wait till you get where you're going. Tie your freakin shoes before you leave. Do your make-up before you leave. Read the paper while drinking your coffee or wait till you get to work. I really don't care if you're intent on risking your life by doing these things, but please PLEASE don't risk other people's lives. You may not think it's a big deal, but it is. You glance away to look at your phone or the mirror or the top story, and in that 2.7 seconds you're looking away, a child could run onto the road. Your car can go over the center line a tiny bit and hit an oncoming car. Another vehicle could be out of control and hit you. You never know what could happen, so why take the risk? Is that text REALLY that important? Can't your eyeliner wait another 10 minutes? Think about it. Think about it long and hard. The horoscopes in the daily paper aren't more important than someone's life, including your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...drinking and driving. Do I even need to explain this one? Don't do it...it's stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5293990627297599258?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5293990627297599258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5293990627297599258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5293990627297599258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5293990627297599258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/06/honk-if-you-love-jesus.html' title='Honk if you love Jesus.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4739512334300080596</id><published>2010-06-24T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:47:56.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I haven't really blogged in awhile. Like...3 months. So I thought maybe I should get back on the blogging train!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple quick things that I'll mention are some great opportunities I had over the last little bit. One was being able to attend Gold River's grad. That was great! Everyone looked so good and it was great to be able to see people again! Another thing I got to do was attend Matt &amp;amp; Deanna's wedding. Beautiful! I felt so blessed to be able to share their special day with them. PLUS, me and Matt Pow actually got a decent picture together! That never happens! Haha and a group of us had a photoshoot after, so that was a lot of fun. It was a great day for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;College!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am officially a college graduate! I now have two grad caps, each with a tassel showcasing a different year. So weird! College was an amazing experience for me. It was great being part of a class with such diversity. I was the youngest student in my course, and the oldest was 63! But you know what? I rarely noticed the age difference. I was worried about being the youngest, but I felt so accepted right away. It was great! I made some friendships that will last a really long time and I'm so excited about that! There was definitely some rough times throughout the year where I just wanted to quit and thought to myself "why the heck did I do this?!" But then I would pass a homeless man on the street. Or get a hug from a little boy in my practicum. And then I'd remember why. I'm not just going to school to get a title of some sort. I'm going to school to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Katimavik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, lots going on with that. In my last post, it said I was maybe in. Now I am FO SHO in! It's pretty exciting. But it's also been a crazy road with everything! I was supposed to find out last week where I'm going, but instead I received an email saying they didn't have the information ready yet. Then a few days later I got another email saying they had a funding cut, and there would be some changes. Those changes included cutting the program to 6 months instead of 9 months, which means 2 placements instead of 3, and I will no longer be receiving $1000 at the end. I will still, however, receive an "allowance" of about $20/week. I should be finding out tomorrow where I'm going...so I will *hopefully* blog again tomorrow with that information! Its gonna be tough being away for 6 months, especially not being home for Christmas, but it's also gonna be an amazing experience and I'm really excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relay for Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Once again, I entered a team into Relay for Life. Correction, I entered 3 teams into Relay for Life! About 30 people were involved with the Guardian Angel teams and it was great! We did tight&amp;amp;bright/superheros as our theme and we just had a blast. Around 1am, we got the music guy to announce us, and we did our Jump dance from Variety Night in front of the stage. After we finished, the crowd clapped and as we were walking away, the announcer called us back. Apparently about 30 seconds before we started, they had just decided to award the Team Spirit Award to our team, and then when they got to the stage to announce it, we were dancing! How cool is that?! Not everyone could stay all night, which was fine, and almost everyone made it the whole night without sleeping. I admit I fell asleep for about two hours, which is two more hours than last year! I'm not sure how much our team raised, but the whole Comox Valley raised over $100,000! So great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, there hasn't been anything BIG going on that's really blog-worthy. Oh, and I'm blonde again :) I didn't realize how much I missed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really stoked for summer. I'll end my post with a list of things I'm looking forward to this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TAN! my shorts tan has already started!&lt;br /&gt;- Lake with Tianna this weekend&lt;br /&gt;- Lake/beach/river as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;- Canada Day festivities&lt;br /&gt;- Fireworks in Campbell River on Canada Day&lt;br /&gt;- New camera&lt;br /&gt;- CAMP!! July 11-24!! So stoked!!&lt;br /&gt;- 19th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Getting my leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;- Big Time Out&lt;br /&gt;- Multiple camping trips&lt;br /&gt;- Babysitting&lt;br /&gt;- Getting ready for Kaitmavik&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging out and being a teenager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Summer 2010...its gonna be a gooder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486567418169474642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCQz_2w5PlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BTzJ9jfUhA0/s320/Grad%26Wedding+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486563444693864514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCQwYkafEEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uER5ob7A_RM/s320/Grad%26Wedding+206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486562271329897954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCQvURStzeI/AAAAAAAAALw/3GgBu6fGO8g/s320/Relay+for+Life+2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486562260095628690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCQvTncQdZI/AAAAAAAAALo/S6MNBl4dCU8/s320/Graduation+day+058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4739512334300080596?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4739512334300080596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4739512334300080596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4739512334300080596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4739512334300080596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-there.html' title='Hello there.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCQz_2w5PlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BTzJ9jfUhA0/s72-c/Grad%26Wedding+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3092703096827217136</id><published>2010-06-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:01:44.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brightest Stars</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine was a little down and I asked if there was anything I could do to cheer him up. He said "write me a song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember it clearly, it was a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Sun shining, faces smiling, people laughing&lt;br /&gt;My wrist band was too loose, you offered to hold it&lt;br /&gt;You made me laugh, and I haven’t stopped since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say good friends are like stars&lt;br /&gt;You don’t always see them&lt;br /&gt;But you know they’re there&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna say thanks&lt;br /&gt;For being one of my brightest stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that day, we rarely spoke&lt;br /&gt;Mere acquaintances in the world of camp&lt;br /&gt;You like to play tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;Including one involving your truck&lt;br /&gt;But every time, without fail, you apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say good friends are like stars&lt;br /&gt;You don’t always see them&lt;br /&gt;But you know they’re there&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna say thanks&lt;br /&gt;For being one of my brightest stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;The fun and the canteen line-ups&lt;br /&gt;We got to know each other&lt;br /&gt;Between the cookies and laughs&lt;br /&gt;The tears and random conversations&lt;br /&gt;We became friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say good friends are like stars&lt;br /&gt;You don’t always see them&lt;br /&gt;But you know they’re there&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna say thanks&lt;br /&gt;For being one of my brightest stars, brightest stars&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say thanks&lt;br /&gt;For being one of my brightest stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3092703096827217136?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3092703096827217136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3092703096827217136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3092703096827217136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3092703096827217136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/06/brightest-stars.html' title='Brightest Stars'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3485572872651703691</id><published>2010-03-18T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:52:13.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times are a'changin</title><content type='html'>Funny how things can change so easily and so quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I was set on moving to Victoria this summer with two of my best friends. I was planning on getting a job and living there and having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Now I might be spending 9 months abroad in Canada if I get accpeted into Katimavik (http://www.katimavik.org/). If I don't get in, I'll be getting a job, but still living at home. I may move out in town somewhere. I may not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends have changed. Some changes good, some not so good. Some changes I hope don't last forever. Some changes I hope last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My medical record has changed. I've had a swollen gland for over three months. I may have to get surgery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed. I've come to realize some things. Like no matter how good a friend is, they're gonna hurt you sometimes. And when God says something will happen, it will, even if it takes awhile. I've grown into a better leader. I've noticed who my friends are and how amazing they are. I've changed because I've learned to accept things as they come. I may not like it, but sometimes there's not a lot I can do. So I'm just gonna keep smiling and going forward. If I fall, I know who's gonna be there to catch me. And that gives me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is nothing wrong with change, if it is in the right direction” &lt;br /&gt;     - Winston Churchill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3485572872651703691?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3485572872651703691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3485572872651703691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3485572872651703691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3485572872651703691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/03/times-are-achangin.html' title='Times are a&apos;changin'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-170000490763256779</id><published>2010-02-02T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:05:06.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Wait?</title><content type='html'>I'm going to start by saying in &lt;strong&gt;NO WAY &lt;/strong&gt;am I saying this whole Haiti ordeal isn't a big thing or important. And I'm not sure if this will all make sense, I'm just speaking about how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I wanna say is I don't get why when something big happens like this (Haiti), that it becomes the ONLY charity. Everyone's telling everyone to donate to Haiti (again, I'm not saying don't donate or anything like that, its a great cause) but what about the other charities and causes? Cancer, MS, AIDS, Poverty in our own communities and SO many more. They're all put on the backburner. Haiti becomes "more important". Just because one thing happens, doesn't make all other problems disappear and I think some people don't realize that. Don't just think "Oh someone else will donate to cancer research, so I don't have to." If everyone thinks that, then nothing will be done. Cancer won't be cured, and neither will other diseases or causes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to wait for something like an earthquake to step into action? Why wait for the explosion before we lend a hand? Are we going to wait for the death rate of AIDS infected people to sky rocket before we decide to help? Are we going to wait till 80% of our population is living in poverty before we offer our resources? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wait, when you can help now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-170000490763256779?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/170000490763256779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=170000490763256779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/170000490763256779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/170000490763256779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-wait.html' title='Why Wait?'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-365448559293232055</id><published>2010-01-27T12:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:48:30.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pit Stop.</title><content type='html'>I have some time between classes, so I decided to do a new post, since I haven't in close to a month! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, &lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt; has been a pretty good year. School started again and it's been alright up to this point. Haven't done a lot of assignments yet, but I have quite a few on the way. I really like my classes. This semester our program was split, so instead of having 25 people in my class, I now have 15. We got some new people as well so it's been really cool getting to know them. In a couple of my classes, we sit in a circle instead of at desks and I find that so much better because I can see everyone and it just makes the whole atmosphere comfortable. We have some really &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; discussions and I love learning all the stuff I'm learning. I have an interviewing skills class, which I didn't think I would like at first, but I LOVE it! My other classes are Ethics in Social Work, Psychology, Social Welfare in Canada, Foundation of Social Work, and my practicum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My practicum!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm doing my second practicum at Wachiay Friendship Centre in the Homeless Outreach Program with Miranda Blomquist. I've gone 3 times now and I'm loving it! And I love it for multiple reasons. One, its different everyday so I'm never really doing the same thing all the time. Two, it's getting me closer to what I really wanna do, which is work in a woman's shelter. Three, it's just so much fun and Miranda is great to work with, as well as the other people who work at Wachiay. &lt;br /&gt;I get to work with homeless people, as well as people who are just struggling to keep their homes. I've met some really inspiring people so far. One guy, Gabriel, is awesome! He's in his twenty's and he's just gotten a place to live. I got to meet him on my first and second days. He's got a great sense of humour and is really sweet. It's amazing because if I had just seen him on the street, I probably wouldn't have given him a second look. But now that I know him, I see what a great person he is even with his disabilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta head to class soon. So I will end my post for now, and hopefully I'll be back on before another month has gone by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a great week so far and that all is well!!&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a random quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is believed that Shakespeare was 46 around the time that the King James Version of the Bible was written. In Psalms 46, the 46th word from the first word is shake and the 46th word from the last word is spear. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-365448559293232055?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/365448559293232055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=365448559293232055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/365448559293232055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/365448559293232055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/01/pit-stop.html' title='Pit Stop.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5157795557050510036</id><published>2010-01-01T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:12:02.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TwentyTen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7PBTGlyCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UP7-rZRgbLQ/s1600-h/New+Years+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7PBTGlyCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UP7-rZRgbLQ/s320/New+Years+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421998622615390242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve was pretty fun. Hung out with a couple friends, Ashley and Save, and we went to Nanaimo to go shopping for a bit and then later in the evening we got dressed up and went party hopping to see some people. Once we got back to Ashley's (around 2) we had Iced Tea and toast, then went to bed. A lot of people don't believe us that we didn't drink any alcohol. Silly people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was awake at 9am getting ready for the annual New Years Day Polar Bear Swim! We were part of the Lucky team, so as "Lucky Girls", we got to wear Lucky jerseys to the swim. We didn't wear them in the water though. As we were waiting, we were wearing sweatpants, sweaters, and housecoats over our bathing suits. Then when there was 5 minutes left, we all went down onto the beach. This year the swim was at Saratoga Beach. I think it was worse waiting to go in than actually going in! As soon as the guy yelled go, at least a hundred people ran screaming into the water. And let's just say it was good surfing weather! Windy with lots of waves, and a bit of rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7OVcJMY8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZjwLa8Vdyag/s1600-h/New+Years+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7OVcJMY8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZjwLa8Vdyag/s320/New+Years+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421997869127984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran in till we were about waist deep and then dove in. And HOLY POOP ON A STICK it was cold! But it was so worth it! It was a lot of fun. Ashley and Save had to go in twice cause they skipped out on it last year. After we dried off a bit, we put our Lucky jerseys and sweatpants back on. Then we headed to Ashley's parent's friend's (thats a mouthful) place for chili, hot dogs, and beer. I took one tiny sip of the beer cause I was a "Lucky Girl" and then a big mouthful of chili. I hate beer. It's disgusting. We hung out there for a bit and it was really cool cause I had just met most of these people but it didn't feel like it. I felt really welcome there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7Uzd_MzMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gCACWUED2b8/s1600-h/New+Years+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7Uzd_MzMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gCACWUED2b8/s320/New+Years+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422004982088780994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a but we went back to Ashley's. First thing we did was crawl into Ashley's bed and have a 3 hour nap. It was MARVELOUS! I love naps! Unfortunately we had to get up cause I had to go home. Except for a quick stop to pick something up last night, I hadn't been home since Wednesday morning. So I got home, had dinner, and now am doing this. I'm thinking it's just about time for bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish off this post with some New Years Resolutions/Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get a job&lt;br /&gt;- Save money&lt;br /&gt;- Get in better shape by June&lt;br /&gt;- Finish my first year of college&lt;br /&gt;- Stay involved with Thrive. &lt;br /&gt;- Do more with my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;- Move out successfully in August&lt;br /&gt;- Find a good job in Victoria&lt;br /&gt;- Stay alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5157795557050510036?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5157795557050510036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5157795557050510036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5157795557050510036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5157795557050510036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2010/01/twentyten.html' title='TwentyTen.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sz7PBTGlyCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UP7-rZRgbLQ/s72-c/New+Years+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6152171087835995044</id><published>2009-12-31T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:39:00.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009 --- Hello 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt; was a good year, full of good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Youth Retreat&lt;br /&gt;- Guardian Angel Kick-Off Event (Variety Night)&lt;br /&gt;- I got a sister-in-law&lt;br /&gt;- Mexico Missions Trip&lt;br /&gt;- Jazz Trip to Kelowna&lt;br /&gt;- Final concerts&lt;br /&gt;- Graduation&lt;br /&gt;- Hair cut&lt;br /&gt;- Relay For Life&lt;br /&gt;- Nanoose Bay Pre-Teen Camp&lt;br /&gt;- Nanoose Bay Teen Camp&lt;br /&gt;- 18th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Shuswap Lake family trip&lt;br /&gt;- Got my eyebrow pierced&lt;br /&gt;- Starting college&lt;br /&gt;- Dyed my hair for the first time&lt;br /&gt;- Consumed 09 - [K]NOW&lt;br /&gt;- Passing my first semester of college&lt;br /&gt;- Having the whole family home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- New friends&lt;br /&gt;- New memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a lot of changes this year. Not just physically, but personally as well. I learned who my real friends are. I experienced things I never thought I would. I made mistakes. I made triumphs. And I learned even more to trust God with everything I have and to just give full control to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt; will be a good year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Adam and Randy leading Thrive&lt;br /&gt;- Olympics (I don't really have an opinion on this, but I guess it's good)&lt;br /&gt;- Youth Retreat&lt;br /&gt;- Variety Night 2010&lt;br /&gt;- Mexico Missions Trip&lt;br /&gt;- Finishing college and earning my Certificate in Social Services&lt;br /&gt;- Nanoose Bay Camp (Pre-Teen and Teen)&lt;br /&gt;- 19th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Moving to Victoria&lt;br /&gt;- Working full time, hopefully in a Woman's Shelter&lt;br /&gt;- Starting to pay back my student loan&lt;br /&gt;- More piercings?&lt;br /&gt;- Tattoo&lt;br /&gt;- New friends&lt;br /&gt;- New memories&lt;br /&gt;- And who knows what else?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for what next year will bring. I'm hoping for the best, but preparing for the worst. You never know when life is gonna throw you a curve ball, so I just gotta be ready. And I am ready. I'm ready to grow up more. I'm ready to do more. I'm ready for what Life has for me. And I'm stoked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope the same for everyone else. I hope that you're also stoked for what 2010 is bringing. It's gonna be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6152171087835995044?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6152171087835995044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6152171087835995044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6152171087835995044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6152171087835995044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2009 --- Hello 2010!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-584877628285261098</id><published>2009-12-30T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:37:56.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell For Now - Jason &amp; Kelsey</title><content type='html'>When I think of &lt;strong&gt;Kelsey&lt;/strong&gt;, I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encouraging&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;Stylish&lt;br /&gt;Easy to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Role model&lt;br /&gt;Talented&lt;br /&gt;Amazing singer&lt;br /&gt;Great hugs&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;Woman of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of &lt;strong&gt;Jason&lt;/strong&gt;, I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brother&lt;br /&gt;Leader&lt;br /&gt;Encouraging&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;Talented&lt;br /&gt;Great hugs&lt;br /&gt;Role model&lt;br /&gt;Constant&lt;br /&gt;Handsome&lt;br /&gt;Amazing&lt;br /&gt;Trust&lt;br /&gt;Man of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kels &amp; Jay&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two have done more in my life than you will ever know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jay,&lt;/strong&gt; I've known you for 10 years and you have always been there for me. Whenever I needed someone to talk to or just hang out with, you were always there. I know that I can come to you with anything and you won't judge me. From my parents divorce to losing friends to making mistakes, you've been there to help me through it all. You've been my Leader and Youth Pastor, but you've also been more than that. You've been my brother and my friend and I love you so much for that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kels&lt;/strong&gt;, I've known you for almost 7 years and WOW has it been good! From camp to Mexico to Youth nights to just hanging out, its all been great! I've always been able to come to you for advice, whether it be about God, boys, fashion, or life. You've never judged me and I thank you for that. You have truly been a huge inspiration to me to not let anything get you down and to just keep going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of you have been life changers for me. I'm just so awed by both of your hearts for people and God. You have encouraged me to be more and do more. You've always supported me in everything I do, such as Guardian Angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you for listening to God and giving Him your YES. That takes a lot of courage and faith, which both of you have! It's going to be different without you here, for you and for us. But thats ok. God knows what He's doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray guidance and courage over both of you. I pray that you will continue to trust in God and know that He will never leave you nor forsake you. I know both of you are ready for this and with God's help, you guys are gonna do amazing things on the mainland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you'll be called back here to Courtenay or somewhere else on the island. Maybe not. Only God knows that and He will let you know. &lt;br /&gt;So just have faith and courage and be excited! I know you are and that's great! I'm excited for you! God has been using you here and even though you'll be gone, your presence will still be here. You're still family and you're still a part of Thrive Youth Church, and you always will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't Goodbye..this is just "See ya later"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens in life, you two will always be in my mind, prayers, and heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both so much and I will miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and Always,&lt;br /&gt;Sam :) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 4:4-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 32:8-10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; &lt;br /&gt;I will counsel you and watch over you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be like the horse or the mule, &lt;br /&gt;which have no understanding &lt;br /&gt;but must be controlled by bit and bridle &lt;br /&gt;or they will not come to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many are the woes of the wicked, &lt;br /&gt;but the LORD's unfailing love &lt;br /&gt;surrounds the man who trusts in him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SzvxiKlT3yI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OsIddyEqIW0/s1600-h/me+jay+and+kels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SzvxiKlT3yI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OsIddyEqIW0/s320/me+jay+and+kels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421192145729216290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Szvxhl5gC-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ux2NZyLcjs4/s1600-h/me+and+kels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Szvxhl5gC-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ux2NZyLcjs4/s320/me+and+kels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421192135881788386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SzvxhZnQv-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2jqlKWMwUQY/s1600-h/me+and+Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SzvxhZnQv-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/2jqlKWMwUQY/s320/me+and+Jay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421192132584062946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-584877628285261098?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/584877628285261098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=584877628285261098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/584877628285261098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/584877628285261098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell-for-now-jason-kelsey.html' title='Farewell For Now - Jason &amp; Kelsey'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SzvxiKlT3yI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OsIddyEqIW0/s72-c/me+jay+and+kels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5689483429748355445</id><published>2009-12-22T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:38:04.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoining the Blogging world!</title><content type='html'>Ok..so I'm gonna do a quick update since my last real post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll start with &lt;strong&gt;Grad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/strong&gt; My date and minuet partner was my good friend Percy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day! The ceremony was at the Filberg and everything went perfect. It was a sad but happy day. &lt;br /&gt;After Grad was also amazing..so much fun! Full of dancing, laughing, picture taking, and just hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;"The girls are great, the boys are fine, we're the class of 2009"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relay For Life!&lt;/strong&gt; WOW!! I entered a team for Guardian Angel with a group of my friends and some family members. We walked from 7pm to 7am and had a ton of fun. It was cold but we found ways to keep warm...lots of blankets! In totaly, we raised about $2000 with Guardian Angel and won Best Youth Team, which was AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUMMER!&lt;/strong&gt; Ok...I'll try and keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt; was awesome! It's a Christian Sports camp..two of my favourite things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pre-Teen:&lt;/strong&gt; I was Head Coach this year of my team, The Blues! We called ourselves the Blue Bombers. My assistant coaches, Luke and Chelsea, and our whole team (about 15 kids) were so much fun to play with. We came in third place, which is great! We got lots of extra points for team spirit and sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teen:&lt;/strong&gt; Ooh Ah Da Bears! I love my team. I've been part of Da Bears for five years and they're like my family. We're the most loved team at camp because of our personality and how much fun we have. Unfortunately we came in last place this year, but that didn't stop us from cheering. AND I won the Sportsmanship Award for my team for the second year in a row! My birthday was the last day of camp and my team gave me a card and the whole camp sung me Happy Birthday. Nothing like having 400+ people singing Happy Birthday horribly out of tune. I could really feel the love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;18th birthday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;party &lt;/strong&gt;was a lot of fun. Went to the river and then had a bunch of people over for a BBQ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, my sisters, the dogs, and I all jumped in our Motor Home and drove to &lt;strong&gt;Shuswap Lake&lt;/strong&gt; and back for a family get-together. My sister-in-law, Jen, has some family who own a cabin by the lake so we stayed there for a few days. It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my summer was just full of hanging out with friends and making the most of the time I had left with some people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt; started in September. Woot for being a college student! I'm taking the Human Service Worker Certificate (1 year) in the Social Services Stream. I love my class. The people in it are amazing. I'm the youngest in my class and the next youngest is 25. The oldest is 63. I love it! &lt;br /&gt;There has definitely been times where the work load has been tough. And there have been classes and discussions that were hard to get through. My class is all very emotional..we even have our own tissue box for our classroom!&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my first semester yesterday when I wrote my English final. It's nice to have a couple weeks off now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoked for &lt;strong&gt;Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt; My brother and sister-in-law come home tomorrow for the holidays and I'm really excited to see them. We're gonna have a full house this Christmas! Pretty sure I have to give up my bed tho...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had &lt;strong&gt;surgery &lt;/strong&gt;last week...got all her baby making parts taken out and had to get her pelvis realigned cause it was hitting her backbone. She's been home for a few days now and is doing really well. She's off work for about 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think thats about it for now. My hands are getting tired! But at least I &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; managed to get an update! And hopefully I'll be more consistant with my blogging from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators! And if I don't get on before friday, &lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON AND MIK!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME! HOPE YOUR DAY WAS AMAZING! &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5689483429748355445?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5689483429748355445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5689483429748355445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5689483429748355445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5689483429748355445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/12/rejoining-blogging-world.html' title='Rejoining the Blogging world!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3215703595374434974</id><published>2009-10-28T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:54:00.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a broken record...</title><content type='html'>I keep saying over and over and OVER again that I'll get back on here and do some update posts and I WILL! Just not sure when :P I've just been so busy and it always slips my mind. I have about 10 minutes before I have to go to class, so I'll do a quick one right now and more later..hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning was my Psychology midterm and it went alright, I think. I hope. I was really nervous going into it because even though I studied, nothing seemed to be sticking. But as I started the test, I remembered some things so I was alright. I think all in all, it went okay. I guess I'll have to wait and see the final result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm heading to English to write an in-class essay analysis. I don't like analysing essays. Not fun. But it all depends on what the essay is about. I will hopefully be on later to blog again and will let you know how I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until then...farewell my brothers and sisters and may your day bring you happiness and peace and all that good stuff! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3215703595374434974?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3215703595374434974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3215703595374434974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3215703595374434974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3215703595374434974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-broken-record.html' title='I feel like a broken record...'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2322923462140719137</id><published>2009-09-20T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:11:35.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long</title><content type='html'>Now, my title to this post has two meanings. &lt;br /&gt;One is..it's been too long since I last blogged! And I plan on doing something about that. Seeing as I have to work in an hour, I can't do a lot yet. So I will get back on and give you some big updates as soon as possible. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second meaning to this title, is it's been too long since I last saw Olivia. Today is the two year mark. I wrote a little letter to her, and I want to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Erica Johnson, Livvy-Jivvy, Flash Star, O.J.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...how did two years go by so fast, yet so slow?&lt;br /&gt;I think about you everyday Olivia. I dream about you every night. &lt;br /&gt;I just wish there was some way to see you again. To hug you one more time. To hear your laugh, even for just a moment. &lt;br /&gt;I still see your smile everywhere I go. &lt;br /&gt;I'm excited but nervous about this year and Guardian Angel. Please watch over us as we walk. Guide us through this year and on our journey to find a cure. &lt;br /&gt;There's so much that has happened since you left. I wish we could get together and talk. &lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to you. &lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your voice.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your strength.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could bring you back. But I would never want you to be in pain again. You're so much better where you are. God is taking care of you. &lt;br /&gt;I woke up last night at 4:37am. That's the same time I woke up exactly two years ago. I woke up both times unable to breath and felt sick. Then I felt as if someone laid their hand on my shoulder and I swear I heard your whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Miley Cyrus (whom I know you love so much ;P)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;And I still shed a tear &lt;br /&gt;Every once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's different now&lt;br /&gt;You're still here somehow&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the words of Sam Middleton,&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your laughter in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Where you used to be&lt;br /&gt;There is a hole&lt;br /&gt;And I may not see you &lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here&lt;br /&gt;Your absence has gone through me&lt;br /&gt;Like thread through a needle&lt;br /&gt;I dropped a tear in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;When I find it again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop missing you&lt;br /&gt;If only I could go back&lt;br /&gt;Back to that day&lt;br /&gt;I'd say so much more&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you one last hug&lt;br /&gt;If only I had known&lt;br /&gt;I try to let go&lt;br /&gt;But it's impossible&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;But I'd never want to&lt;br /&gt;Please be with me&lt;br /&gt;Until my time because&lt;br /&gt;We only part to meet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frick I miss you babe &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SrZ-TDw_XvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/brk5FDTDsyo/s1600-h/oliviaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SrZ-TDw_XvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/brk5FDTDsyo/s320/oliviaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383629270461406962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace Olivia Erica Johnson&lt;br /&gt;~November 20, 1991 - September 20, 2007~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2322923462140719137?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2322923462140719137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2322923462140719137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2322923462140719137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2322923462140719137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SrZ-TDw_XvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/brk5FDTDsyo/s72-c/oliviaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7801072052688473474</id><published>2009-05-20T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:53:12.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Jason</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;In English, I had to write a composition on someone who has helped me in my life. I wrote mine about Jason. Not sure if he remembers this day though..I didn't until I had to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Write about an event that changed your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;As I was sitting in English 10, reading that question, my parents’ divorce popped into my head. I turned to my friend Alyssa and told her. We talked a bit about it and then I started writing. But before I could even finish one sentence, I heard some of the other girls talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“I’m so happy my parents are still together.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“Yeah mine are too. We’re lucky. I wouldn’t be able to live without both my parents.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“Mhm. And if my dad was an alcoholic? I would be so embarrassed.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I could feel my eyes begin to burn as the tears started coming. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;“Sam, are you okay?” said Alyssa. She was looking at me as she put her hand on my shoulder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah…I’m fine. I’ll be alright.” I lied, voice cracking. I couldn’t take it anymore and I left the class. I didn’t want anyone to see me cry. I went down the stairs and outside. Thankfully it was a nice day. I sat down for a bit, trying to compose myself. Those girls’ words kept playing over and over again in my head. I wanted to talk to someone, but didn’t know w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;ho. Then Jason came to mind. I went back inside and called him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;. He answered right away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;“Hello?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;“Hey,” I said. “It’s Sam.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;“Oh hey! How’s it going?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;“Not too good actually. Stuff about my dad.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;“Awe I’m sorry Hun. Are you at school?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;“Okay, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I hung up and then went outside to wait. Just like he said, ten minutes later he was pulling up to the front of the school. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;A little about Jason. He’s my Youth Pastor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;at church. He’s about six feet tall, dark hair, brown eyes and quite fit. I always bug him about his “protective layering” over his abs. He has a great sense of humor and a huge heart. I’ve known him since I was eight years old, when my parents got a divorce. He’s been like an older brother to me. His family was like my family. His dad called me “the daughter he never got” because they have three boys. Never once has Jay judged me. I’ve had many people come and go in my life, but he’s been one of the constants. I can always count on him to be there for me, whether I need some encouraging words or a hug or whatever. He’s the kind of guy who can make me laugh when I don’t even want to smile. It’s quite annoying sometimes! But honestly, I don’t k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;now what I’d do without him. He was there when Olivia died, arms open. He was the first person I told when Eric died. He was there when I found out Zachary had died. He’s always so willing to do anything for me and it’s such a great comfort knowing that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“Hey thanks for coming,” I said, as I got into the car.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;“No problem,” he said, starting the car. “Where should we go?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;“Doesn’t matter to me.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;We ended up going to a little café in Comox and then went to the marina. We talked about different things like school and youth group. We didn’t talk about my dad until we were sitting down. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                     &lt;/span&gt;“So, tell me what happened.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I was crying before I could finish. I didn’t just tell him about English class, I told him about everything that had been going on lately. Things like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; drama with family and friends, struggling in some of my classes, fighting with myself and missing my dad but hating him at the same time. I was holding it all in and it was building up inside to the point where I felt like I was going to explode. When I was done, before he said anything, Jason stood up, pulled me to my feet and gave me a huge hug. Which, of course, made me cry more, but it helped. After a few minutes, we sat back down. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;                  “There isn’t a lot I can say,” he said. “Except you need to trust in God and know that He has a plan and there are good reasons why all these things have happened to you. You’re still young and you’re going to face more trials throughout your life, but you will get through it all. And I will be right beside you, lending you my hand. I’m not going anywhere. I’ve watched you grow for years and I am so proud of you. You have such strength and faith and I love being part of your life.” He put his arm around me and smiled. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And at that moment, as we sat there, I felt this sense of comfort. I believed Jay and knew that everything was going to be okay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;               Since that day, things have happened to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; that have rocked my life, in good ways and bad ways. I’ve lost a friend to cancer. I’ve lost a friend to a drug overdose. I’ve lost a friend to a car accident. We had to put my dog down. I’ve continued to miss my dad. I’ve fought with my friends. I’ve fought with my family. I’ve struggled with my faith and my self-confidence. But I’ve also made new friends. I’ve had so many great times with my family. I’ve gotten new family members. I created an organization to raise money for cancer research and have already raised over $1300. I went to Mexico over spring break on a Missions Trip, got my passport stolen, got a sunburn, played with some kids, painted some stuff, and had a great time. I got through my high school years and am graduating in less than two weeks. And through it all, Jay has been there just like he said he would be. He has been my crutch thro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;ugh the hard times and danced with me in the good times. Before he was my youth pastor, he was a friend, a brother. And even now, he’s not just my mentor. He’s not just my youth pastor. He’s still my friend and he’s still my brother. I am so lucky to have someone like him in my life. He’s been there for me when I wanted to completely give up. Sometimes I just think of him as another person in my life. But he’s more than that. He saved my life. He’s my angel without wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShRCg6sDs0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/6dZ6mOmFra4/s1600-h/Me+and+Jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShRCg6sDs0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/6dZ6mOmFra4/s320/Me+and+Jay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337964591618175810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;"You were the one who made things different; you were the one who took me in. You were the one thing I could count on; above all, you were my friend."&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tom Petty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7801072052688473474?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7801072052688473474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7801072052688473474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7801072052688473474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7801072052688473474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-jason.html' title='For Jason'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShRCg6sDs0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/6dZ6mOmFra4/s72-c/Me+and+Jay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1732685087682129760</id><published>2009-05-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:12:51.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst thing you could get from a boy or girl was cooties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Race issues were who could run the fastest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;War was only a card game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only things that hurt were skinned knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama was a type of play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only things that could be broken were your toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing skirts didn't mean you were a slut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you said wasted you were talking about time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life was so simple and carefree but the thing I remember the most was wanting to grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduate in 10 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I'm ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShOC8Sci2oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0rLYr0ed8YU/s1600-h/underneath_an_open_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337753955619494530" style="WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShOC8Sci2oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0rLYr0ed8YU/s320/underneath_an_open_sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1732685087682129760?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1732685087682129760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1732685087682129760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1732685087682129760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1732685087682129760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-remember-when.html' title='I Remember When...'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/ShOC8Sci2oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0rLYr0ed8YU/s72-c/underneath_an_open_sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5694034112556480204</id><published>2009-05-13T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:05:25.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half way to college!</title><content type='html'>So..I was awarded another bursary. $300 this time. With that, the $1000 one, the $250 one from grade nine and my Passport to Education, I have about half of my first year tuition paid. I'm pretty stoked on that!! And next Thursday I have my interview at the college for the program I want to be in...the Social Service Certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...ummm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRAD IS IN 17 DAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty excited for that..its coming so fast. I have my dress, my shoes and most of my accessories. It's going to be a fantastic day. I am praying so much that it's good weather, otherwise the whole thing will be in the Highland Gym and I'll only get four tickets. So pray for good weather!! If it's outside, there's no limit to who can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spring Concert is next week. It's also my final concert at Highland. It's gonna be amazing but sad at the same time. I may cry. But I'll try not to. All of the senior class is gonna chip in and the afternoon before the concert, I'm going to go and buy a couple bouquets of flowers for the teachers. Its going to be a great night. If you have the evening off, you should come! You won't be dissapointed. It's next Thursday at 7pm. But come a bit before to get a good seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5694034112556480204?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5694034112556480204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5694034112556480204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5694034112556480204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5694034112556480204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/half-way-to-college.html' title='Half way to college!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-312116372240656406</id><published>2009-05-07T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:10:14.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You So Much It Hurts</title><content type='html'>Two of my best friend's uncle passed away on Tuesday. It's been really hard for them and their family.&lt;br /&gt;It's also stirred up feelings in me. Not a day goes by when I don't think about Olivia, Eric, Zachary and Floyd. I miss them so much...I can't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, we got a puppy, Lexi. She's like a mini Floyd and every time I look at her I think of him. Every time I look at Sabre, I think of him. It's been almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric was going to be my grad date if I didn't get one. I wish so much that he was here and was still going to take me to grad. I miss his laughter...his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grad year, but it's Olivia and Zachary's grad year too. Olivia had so many plans for after grad, and it breaks my heart to think she won't be able to fulfill them. Grad at Highland won't be the same without Zachary there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I wake up and wish that they were here with me. I would give anything just to see them all one more time. Just to hug them one more time. Just to tell them "I love you" one more time.&lt;br /&gt;I love them all so much...the tears don't seem to wanna stop.&lt;br /&gt;I know they're in a better place and I wouldn't take them out of paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-312116372240656406?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/312116372240656406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=312116372240656406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/312116372240656406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/312116372240656406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-you-so-much-it-hurts.html' title='I Miss You So Much It Hurts'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6515405663473039650</id><published>2009-05-04T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:48:02.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You Eric</title><content type='html'>Eric.... It's been a year and 5 months...I can't believe it's been that long. It's amazing how fast time can go. I still miss you every day. I just wish I could see you one more time...feel your hug one more time...hear your voice...just one more time. But I know you're in a good place now..and you're watching over all of us. I see your beautiful smile everywhere, and my heart skips when I see your picture. We only knew each other for a few months...but you were an amazing friend. You were there for me when I needed you. I still remember when we first met that day on the bus. I was upset about another friends passing and you sat down beside me and just put your arm around me. Then after about 5 minutes you said, "Hi. I'm Eric", with a huge smile. You made me laugh and it was then that I knew you would have an impact on my life. I remember you would sing to me in a horrible voice, but sometimes in a good one, and it made me smile and laugh. You would sing the most random ones like the Barney song...and ones you made up on the spot. "Oh Samyyy your hair is blonde. Your smile is bright. Ohhh Sammmyyyy". Then there was the time I was trying not to cry one day at school...and you took my arm and brought me to the stairs in between red and blue house..and you sang me my favourite song...."At Your Side" by The Corrs. I wish you could sing to me again. I miss you so much and I'll never stop thinking about you. ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sf_Hg5Qxg9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VU273d3ZVMY/s1600-h/eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332199851770872786" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sf_Hg5Qxg9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VU273d3ZVMY/s320/eric.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;At Your Side -- The Corrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the daylight's gone and you're on your own&lt;br /&gt;And you need a friend just to be around&lt;br /&gt;I will comfort you,&lt;br /&gt;I will take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pull you through,&lt;br /&gt;I will understand&lt;br /&gt;And you know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side, there's no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll survive through the haste and hurry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like you're alone, and you've nowhere to turn&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life's standing still and your soul's confused&lt;br /&gt;And you cannot find what road to choose&lt;br /&gt;If you make mistakes (make mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;You can't let me down (let me down)&lt;br /&gt;I will still believe (still believe)&lt;br /&gt;I will turn around&lt;br /&gt;And you know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side, there's no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll survive through the haste and hurry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like you're alone, and you've nowhere to turn&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side, there's no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll survive through the haste and hurry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like you're alone, you've got somewhere to go,&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I'm right there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at your side,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right there for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right there for you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm right at your side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6515405663473039650?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6515405663473039650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6515405663473039650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6515405663473039650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6515405663473039650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-you-eric-3.html' title='I Miss You Eric'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sf_Hg5Qxg9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VU273d3ZVMY/s72-c/eric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7397426833487000456</id><published>2009-05-02T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:48:21.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update..kinda</title><content type='html'>Well I'm tired, but I'm making myself blog. I want to do some sort of update over the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on April 15, we had our Grad Fashion Show. It was SOOOO much fun. I love getting dressed up, getting my hair and makeup done crazy and going out on a stage and dancing to a fun song. Its just so much friggen fun! My group did our routine to "Freeze Frame". It was amazing..there are pictures on facebook and I'll be getting a DVD of the full show soon, so if you wanna watch it, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;After the show, it was the grad campout, which usually results in everyone getting drunk. So me and a group of friends decided to have our own campout and went to a friends house and slept in tents in the backyard. There was four of us in a 2 person tent..it was quite warm :P&lt;br /&gt;Then the next morning we got up nice and early and went to the school to leave for our Jazz Trip to Kelowna. Sadly, me and Nick were a bit late so we had to run laps around the bus..fun fun. I only have to run 8 though. The whole trip was a ton of fun, but it was sad cause it was the grade 12's LAST trip ever. Even on our itinerarys it said on the roomcheck on the last night "Final room check EVER for grade 12's". So us grade 12's planned a surprise..we got balloons when we were at the mall and filled my hotel room with them, then when the teachers came to do roomcheck, we threw the balloons and started singing "Heart and Soul". It was funny :P&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to come home, but there were lots of good times for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of much else exciting that's happened since then..oh..I didn't get Valedictorian. But thanks to those who prayed for me. I was pretty upset at first, but I'm fine now. The people who got it deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Well..thats all I can think of right now. If I remember more, I'll blog more :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 6 month mark of Zachary's death...I miss him so much. I can't believe it's already been half a year..it seems like just last week me and him were joking around. Grad isn't going to be the same without him. I never stop thinking about him...I'd do anything just to hug him one more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7397426833487000456?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7397426833487000456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7397426833487000456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7397426833487000456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7397426833487000456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/05/updatekinda.html' title='Update..kinda'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-118749643748245819</id><published>2009-04-29T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:34:39.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous..Please Pray!</title><content type='html'>So again, I don't have time to do a big blog post, so I'm just gonna do another small one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am working on my speech for tomorrow. I have been nominated for Valedictorian and I have to give a speech to my grad class to convince them to vote for me. I am really nervous, but I think I'll do alright. I've been praying a lot! So please pray for me to have strength and not get scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-118749643748245819?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/118749643748245819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=118749643748245819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/118749643748245819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/118749643748245819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/nervousplease-pray.html' title='Nervous..Please Pray!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5786480407332685248</id><published>2009-04-23T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:03:24.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT!</title><content type='html'>So I know I haven't blogged in awhile..life has been busy! When I have more time, I will get on here and do a big update..jazz trip, grad fashion show, youth stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have one big announcement!! I got a call tonight from The Canadian Daughters Society and I won a $1000 acedemic bursary!! I am so stoked on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SfErkwg4FiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/piMnEybHlxs/s1600-h/happy%2520and%2520excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328087744654087714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SfErkwg4FiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/piMnEybHlxs/s320/happy%2520and%2520excited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now..I promise I'll be on soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5786480407332685248?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5786480407332685248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5786480407332685248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5786480407332685248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5786480407332685248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/woot.html' title='WOOT!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SfErkwg4FiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/piMnEybHlxs/s72-c/happy%2520and%2520excited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8800612278595993425</id><published>2009-04-12T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:52:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>I was just sitting and thinking about my life. And I realized that I have a pretty good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a family who has always supported me, no matter what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who have always been there for me, even when I was a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Leader in the most amazing and best looking Youth Group in the world.&lt;br /&gt;People look up to me and respect me..that’s a great feeling!&lt;br /&gt;I started Guardian Angel and it’s doing SO well.&lt;br /&gt;I have a good job in which I make money.&lt;br /&gt;I graduate in two months.&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend who has been by my side since grade 6. (Andrea)&lt;br /&gt;I have a fantastic Youth Pastor who has been there for me for years.&lt;br /&gt;I now have a sister-in-law who loves my brother and I love that.&lt;br /&gt;I may have lost friends over the last year and a half, but I know they're in a better place and watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;I have a dog that is truly loyal and so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have a church family who is just so amazing in every way.&lt;br /&gt;I can play multiple instruments and that has made my life so much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have teachers at school who have helped me through a lot...school related and life related.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I continue to make mistakes, people are still there to help me.&lt;br /&gt;People I don't even know look up to me and support me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Captain of an amazing Rugby team.&lt;br /&gt;I am fortunate to not have any illness besides the cold or flu once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go to Mexico for a week and serve.&lt;br /&gt;I have a roof over my head, food in my stomach and a bed to sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;My friends come to me and trust me when they need help.&lt;br /&gt;I have the chance to go to college and have a career.&lt;br /&gt;I have a God who loves me and has given me the best life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8800612278595993425?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8800612278595993425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8800612278595993425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8800612278595993425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8800612278595993425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-good_12.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5975878794848634533</id><published>2009-04-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:32:15.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom, Dad and Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>Yes, all three of them have the same birthday. It's not a joke.&lt;br /&gt;I love these people with all my heart..they are amazing. Here's a few reasons why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOM;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She feeds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She loves me with all that she has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's kept me from going down the wrong path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's taught me so much about life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;DAD;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He saved my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He's funny (most of the time :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He knows when to be serious and when to be funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He taught me how to drive and lets me use his car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He brought Floyd into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;GRANDPA;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He fixes things for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He gives the best hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He gave me a nickname that has stuck since day one (Stormy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He doesn't get mad when I golf bad :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So those are just a few reasons why these people are amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you all so much and hope you have a FANTASTIC day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5975878794848634533?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5975878794848634533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5975878794848634533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5975878794848634533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5975878794848634533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mom-dad-and-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom, Dad and Grandpa!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3340298326413930345</id><published>2009-04-10T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:52:02.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray.</title><content type='html'>A best friend of mine made a choice last night. I talked to him earlier and knowing he was going to this party, I asked him to make me a promise. That he wouldn't drink and wouldn't do something he'd regret. At about 11:30 last night, I got a text from a friend. "____ is drunk". My heart dropped. I felt sick. I asked my friend to keep an eye on him. By the favor of God, he got home safely. He emailed me as soon as he did, saying how sorry he was and how bad he felt. I told him that I was very dissapointed in him, but I am supporting him. He's changed over the last month or so...changed so much that it seemed like I didn't even know him anymore. We talked for a long time about it and I told him that I will always be there for him..that I'm not going anywhere. He said "I love you as a friend, Sam. You are one of my best friends and I'm so glad you're here for me". I just about cried right there. It was then that I realized he hasn't changed. He's just been struggling. I've been praying so hard for him..and even thinking about it makes me tear up. I was so scared that there was going to be an accident..it would kill me to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;Please, if you read this, pray for him to have strength and faith. And pray for myself and friends to be able to support him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3340298326413930345?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3340298326413930345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3340298326413930345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3340298326413930345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3340298326413930345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4632956155521072381</id><published>2009-04-09T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:45:53.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mandy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sd5jBPBvH0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/574IecNbRZw/s1600-h/n721608099_854498_176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sd5jBPBvH0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/574IecNbRZw/s320/n721608099_854498_176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322800682463338306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Mandy&lt;/span&gt;, I just wanna say that you are&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You are like a bright shining &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; on a dark night. You never cease to amaze me and I am so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of you. You have such a heart for God and you are just such a blessing to everyone around you. I could go on for hours about how much I love you. You are so talented..I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; watching you on the worship team. It fills my heart with butterflies! Thank you for everything you've done. You're always there for your friends and you always know the right things to say. I've been through a lot and you've helped me through it all. My life would not be the same without you in it. You have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me around and filled a part of me that was missing. I know you are going to do amazing things..you already are doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;things! I pray to God that we stay friends forever and that nothing ever happens to bring us apart. I will always be here for you,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, someone to hug, or just someone to hang out with, I'm only a call away. No matter what the time is, I will be there. 2am.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;. Cause you're worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never change who you are..you are Fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I lovers mcloven you to the mcmoon my mclover &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll pull you out when life pulls you under.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sun when there's lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you.&lt;br /&gt;And share with you it's beauty on the days you're feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;If I could build a mountain you could call your very own.&lt;br /&gt;A place to find serenity a place to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;But all these things I'm finding are impossible for me,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot build a mountain or catch a rainbow fair&lt;br /&gt;But let me be what I know best, a friend that's always there.&lt;br /&gt;Years may fly, tears may dry&lt;br /&gt;But my friendship with you will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sd5jBEKcDII/AAAAAAAAAIU/844CJNHsneM/s1600-h/n519310903_1343677_6009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sd5jBEKcDII/AAAAAAAAAIU/844CJNHsneM/s320/n519310903_1343677_6009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322800679547047042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4632956155521072381?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4632956155521072381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4632956155521072381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4632956155521072381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4632956155521072381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mandy.html' title='Happy Birthday Mandy!!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/Sd5jBPBvH0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/574IecNbRZw/s72-c/n721608099_854498_176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3344314193514410764</id><published>2009-04-06T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:48:38.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Group</title><content type='html'>So as some of you may know, I am part of Northgate's Photography Group. I think there's about 30 people in it now, but we haven't had everyone at a meeting yet. I've always loved taking pictures, but other than aiming at something, maybe zooming a bit and pressing a button, I really didn't know a lot about it. Even after just a short time of being in this group, I have learned so much. I've found out that my camera can do things I didn't know it could do! One day I want to own a nice camera..preferably a Canon, but I'm not too picky. At the moment, I don't have the money. And I won't for awhile because of schooling and such. But we'll see..as I've learned, God provides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each couple months or so, we have a photo contest. I missed out on the first one, but I entered the most recent one. And I tied for 3rd with Adam! I was pretty happy about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am definitely excited to see where this group takes me. Like I said, I love photography and I love being able to learn more about it. Since it's getting nicer, we're gonna go out as a group and take pictures. And Adam said he'll go out with me sometime and let me borrow his camera, so that should be pretty awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to sum it up...Photography Group is fantastic..and..you should join!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later Gators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SdrX7HEP0OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HnxWL4KXq08/s1600-h/canon-kiss-f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321803320200777954" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SdrX7HEP0OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HnxWL4KXq08/s320/canon-kiss-f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camera I want! (Or something similar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SdrZgriVQuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vf5xr0Ubr8g/s1600-h/Mexico+1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321805065157427938" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SdrZgriVQuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vf5xr0Ubr8g/s320/Mexico+1563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My photo from the Photo contest. It was taken on the beach in Mexico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3344314193514410764?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3344314193514410764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3344314193514410764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3344314193514410764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3344314193514410764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/04/photography-group.html' title='Photography Group'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SdrX7HEP0OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HnxWL4KXq08/s72-c/canon-kiss-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8502076120067210404</id><published>2009-03-23T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:49:22.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEXICO</title><content type='html'>Where to start?!?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired and don't want to type a lot, so I'll do this in point form :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Left the church after the 50+ group prayed for us..that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't say anything for the first part of the trip to Nanaimo and when I said something, Adam turned around and was like "Sam, shut up!" It was funny :P&lt;br /&gt;-Nothing too exciting from the ferry to the border. Stayed at Mer's aunts house thursday night and got up around 3 the next morning to start driving again.&lt;br /&gt;-I stayed up with Ryan the next night..from about 3am to 9ish. Until the Mexico border.&lt;br /&gt;-Driving through Mexico was awesome&lt;br /&gt;-We ran into a Walmart for about 15 minutes and came back to a smashed window on one of our vans. Tommy's bag was stolen, Randy's bag was stolen. In Randy's bag was his laptop, his new camera and 9 of our passports. We spent hours in that parking lot figuring stuff out and then had to go to the police station to file a report. The passports stolen were mine, Ryan, Randy, Sarah, Tommy, Mikayla, Mercedes, Chelsea and Mel. We had to get Emergency passports to get home. More about those later.&lt;br /&gt;-Got to camp late and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday we went to two church services. The first one I shared my testimony. It was cool cause we had a translator (Sergio) and he was awesome! We got to pray for the people there too. Second service I helped with the kids. We did a short skit about the little boy's lunch that fed over 5000 people. Then did a craft and played outside. We did facepaint too. There was the cutest little girl there and her name is Samantha!! She gave me a kiss on the cheek when we left.&lt;br /&gt;-Monday and tuesday we worked. We set up rocks along the road at camp and painted them white, painted the inside of one of the buildings, built a fence around Sergio's house so that his son, Enoc (SO CUTE!) could run around. And some general clean up around camp.&lt;br /&gt;-Wednesday was our fun day. We drove to San Filipe and had lunch (which was so good!). We also got a couple guys to sing and play us a mexican song. It was awesome. Then we spent a couple hours at the beach. It was so nice!! Then we went back and went shopping. Bartering is so much fun! :P I got some sweet stuff. It got cold pretty quick and I forgot my jacket so Ryan let me borrow his. Then we had dinner (which was also very good!) and went back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;-Thursday was back to work. We planted some trees which was lots of fun. We also got to destroy this cement igloo that was there. We smashed it with sledge hammers all day pretty much until it finally came down. We didn't get to finish it all tho. But that was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;-Friday we had to leave early so we could get our Emergency Passports. That sucked cause we had to cancel our Youth event. The 9 of us who's passports were stolen, plus Jason, sat in a conference room for hours!! We had to fill out papers and Jay had to sign for 5 of them (not me, Ryan, Randy or Sarah) cause they were underage.&lt;br /&gt;-Finally got out and over the border. Both borders there was no trouble with the passports, which is awesome! FAVOUR! :P&lt;br /&gt;-DISNEYLAND! Wow..too much to say so i'll just say it was AMAZINGLY FUN! It was Ryan's first visit and he was so stoked. I got him a "1st Visit" pin and he wore it proudly :P Everyone had tons of fun. Felt a little sick at one point cause I went on California Screamin' too many times :P&lt;br /&gt;-For two nights we slept in the offices of Christina Williams church. It was nice, but not the comfiest&lt;br /&gt;-Drove home..pretty much the same as the drive up. Kelsey stayed in LA with Christina. We stopped at In and Out Burger for lunch and it was the BEST fast food burger I have ever had!&lt;br /&gt;-So yeah..not a lot happened on the drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Team time was amazing. We had it almost every night. On the late late nights we didn't. One night we stayed up till almost one telling our testimonies. We didnt get through everyones tho. I told mine in more detail and its the most I've told anyone there besides Jason. And yes, I cried. And I wasn't the only one! :P God is good.&lt;br /&gt;-Meals were also amazing. The food was really good (minus some mushrooms :P) and we always had fun. One night my table was laughing so hard. I won't go into all the details why we were laughing, but most of us were crying and falling off chairs :P Ahhh good times.&lt;br /&gt;-Almost everyone was sick with the cold at one point during the trip, including me..but it was still fun! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of to say right now. The whole trip was amazing. God did wonders as always and I'm so stoked to see what happens now. The trip definitly brought everyone closer and I got to know people better that I didn't before. I am so glad I went and I just want to say thanks to everyone who went for making the trip so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and videos will be on Facebook!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8502076120067210404?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8502076120067210404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8502076120067210404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8502076120067210404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8502076120067210404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/03/mexico.html' title='MEXICO'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6247742176396886555</id><published>2009-03-12T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:44:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our first rugby game of the season. It didn't really count cause Vanier and Highland aren't in the same league (they're AAA and we're AA) but it was a good way for our new girls to see how the game is actually played. We did lose (not gonna say the score) but our team played hard and I am so proud of them! We have at least 6 more games this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you all know, we leave for Mexico today! It's gonna be an amazing trip and I can't wait to see what God is gonna do with us and through us. I gotta go finish getting ready, so I will say goodbye and I will have a big post when I get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6247742176396886555?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6247742176396886555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6247742176396886555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6247742176396886555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6247742176396886555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/03/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6523380963693621881</id><published>2009-02-22T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:18:15.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Will Provide</title><content type='html'>So as some of you may know, I'm going to Mexico on Spring Break. But the thing is, I don't have the money. It's $700 and I am not exacty rolling in money here. I have some, but at the moment, its not enough. Today at church during worship, we had a time of prayer. I sat down and started praying and asking God to somehow get me the money because I know He wants me to go. So as I was praying, Naomi was on worship and she stepped forward to say something. She said God had given her a picture of an open window right above, not far away. And everything we needwas just pouring out this open window. She said that no matter what we need, God will provide. Then Dave went up and added to it by saying that there is no window with the lock on the outside. He said that if that window is ever locked, all we have to do is unlock it. It's on our side. So I thought that was really cool because it was exactly what I needed to hear. I went up to Naomi afterwards and told her. She was so happy and she then began to pray for me. And she's not the only one who has prayed for me about this..a lot of people have and I am so grateful. I know that God wants me to go to Mexico and He will get me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6523380963693621881?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6523380963693621881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6523380963693621881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6523380963693621881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6523380963693621881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-will-provide.html' title='God Will Provide'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5067599852957724713</id><published>2009-02-17T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:35:32.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy Night a HIT!</title><content type='html'>I meant to blog Sunday night..but didn't. Then I was going to last night...but didn't :P So I'm finally sitting down to do this!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was our Valentine's Comedy Night and it was a huge success. Lots of people came and lots of money was given. Every skit was HILARIOUS and everyone did an amazing job. One of the things people had to do was write a limerick. Lots of them were pretty good..then my dad got up. If you were there, you know what happened. He got me and Russ to go up on stage. It was something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a boy named Russel&lt;br /&gt;Samantha he was trying to hussel&lt;br /&gt;Love can be scary&lt;br /&gt;So until they marry&lt;br /&gt;Her dad will be flexing his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say my face was redder than a ripe tomato and everyone laughed harder than they did all night, along with clapping and cheering. Yeah...fun time.&lt;br /&gt;Our final skit was a hit (hehe that ryhmed) which is good seeing as we only got the scripts that morning. BTW, great job, Tommy, for writing that skit (Northgate Idol).&lt;br /&gt;Well my mom is needing the computer, so I should wrap this post up. But to sum up the evening, it was amazing! Awesome job to everyone who participated and a HUGE thank you to everyone who conrtibuted. We're that much closer to getting to Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;23 DAYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5067599852957724713?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5067599852957724713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5067599852957724713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5067599852957724713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5067599852957724713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/comedy-night-hit.html' title='Comedy Night a HIT!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-25826122116763318</id><published>2009-02-14T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:16:12.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it? VALENTIMES!</title><content type='html'>Ahahahaha i love Teen Girl Squad :P &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, so as you all know..today was Valentines Day. Me and my mom went to the mall this morning and I got my mask for my grad Masquerade on the 23rd. Then we went to bootlegger and I got some new stuff cause there was a huge sale. I got a really cute bag for $10! Well..my mom actually paid for it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we had to be at the church at 3, me and Russ went out for lunch. He met us at the mall to pick me up. With him, he had a beautiful bouquet of yellow roses! I was pretty happy :) We then went to Union Street Grill for lunch. (I'll warn you now, don't order their Cesar salad. All it is a a big chunk of un-cut lettuce with dressing on the top. But they were nice enough to give me a knife to cut it with...) We then exchanged cards and I also got him a promise ring..which turned out to be too big so I'm gonna go back and get a smaller size :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed to the church to plan the Comedy night. I am very excited for the skits and the heart video..soooo..GET YOUR TICKETS if you haven't already..if you have...BUY MORE!! :P It's gonna be amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later Gators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZeyznUWU-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ybUZpYsLqFg/s1600-h/hjdg+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302903686049453026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZeyznUWU-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ybUZpYsLqFg/s320/hjdg+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My flowers :) &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZeyzR2vEZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8YPtPN0Wcsg/s1600-h/hjdg+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302903680288100754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZeyzR2vEZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8YPtPN0Wcsg/s320/hjdg+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-25826122116763318?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/25826122116763318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=25826122116763318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/25826122116763318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/25826122116763318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-time-is-it-valentimes.html' title='What time is it? VALENTIMES!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZeyznUWU-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ybUZpYsLqFg/s72-c/hjdg+130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8702267405873587396</id><published>2009-02-10T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:33:29.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Prayer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This isn't going to be a long post. I'll start by saying I want SPRING! I'm tired of winter! And so are my cold feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the reason behind this post title. As I'm sure you all know, I am going to Mexico during Spring Break on the youth missions trip. It costs $700. There will be some fundraising to cut down the cost, but not a lot. And I really don't have the money..I'm trying to work as much as possible..but so far, it's not helping a lot. I know that God wants me to go and I sure as heck wanna go! I've been praying a lot about this over the last few weeks. So if you could pray that the money comes and that God provides, that would be AWESOME! Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, if you haven't already bought your ticket for the Valentine Comedy Night, do so! $10! It's gonna be awesome and you'll be helping us get to Mexico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later Gators!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZIceUpbsLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-TGruki4R2w/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301331018632638642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZIceUpbsLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-TGruki4R2w/s320/money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8702267405873587396?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8702267405873587396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8702267405873587396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8702267405873587396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8702267405873587396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-prayer.html' title='I Need Prayer!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SZIceUpbsLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-TGruki4R2w/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-311767578838630043</id><published>2009-02-04T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:50:52.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moola UPDATE</title><content type='html'>So as you all know if you read my last post or were at the Variety Night last night, that we raised over $800. After the show was over, more people donated and bought snacks. That bumped the total up to almost $900. First off, my goal was to raise $500. Yeah..kinda blew that out of the water!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today at lunch I set up a table by the office to sell the rest of the snacks and drinks (except the regular pop..we weren't allowed :P). After all that, plus a few more donations, I counted the money. Adding to the almost $900 from the night before, the total was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OVER $1000!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah...so I'm pretty stoked! I am so happy to see everything finally happening. My new goal is to raise&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; $5000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to donate in June to the Relay For Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to donate at anytime to help me reach this goal, just find me at church or wherever. Or drop it off at the Highland office.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted on upcoming events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-311767578838630043?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/311767578838630043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=311767578838630043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/311767578838630043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/311767578838630043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/moola-update.html' title='Moola UPDATE'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1695689045263076010</id><published>2009-02-04T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:28:00.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWZA! Variety Night a SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, last night was my Variety Night. And it was a HUGE success! Around 100 people came to watch and they were so supportive. We had 15 performaces and all of them blew the crowd away. They were amazing! As I went up to close at the end, everyone started clapping and standing up. I wasn't sure what to do cause I had something planned to say..but couldn't really say it. I looked at my mom and she said "This is for you!" So I just stood there smiling as they all clapped and cheered for me. It felt really nice. Then I thanked a few individuals. As I was about to go off stage, my friend Sarah came out on the stage with a bouquet of beautiful flowers. She took the mic and said a few words about me and I'll admit I almost started to cry. Which, btw, a lot of people did during many of the performaces! As I was on the stage tho, I announced the estimated total of donations.&lt;br /&gt;*DRUM ROLL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over $800!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, more people bought snacks after the show and some donated more money. So after all that, we raised around &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$900!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AMAZING! Before I read the number, my mom handed me the paper and when I saw it, my mouth dropped open, which made a lot of people laugh :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to say thank you to all who performed and volunteered. You did an amazing job. And also I'd like to thank everyone who came out and supported. Without people like you, nights like this couldn't happen. I am so proud of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the article in the Echo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.canada.com/comoxvalleyecho/news/story.html?id=63aaca97-8fa9-4d4e-bd82-8476ad1e5817"&gt;http://www2.canada.com/comoxvalleyecho/news/story.html?id=63aaca97-8fa9-4d4e-bd82-8476ad1e5817&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the next night or two, there will be a story on it on A-Channel news (channel 12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still interested in donating to Guardian Angel, you can drop off your donations at the main office at Highland Secondary or you can find me...I'll be around. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1695689045263076010?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1695689045263076010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1695689045263076010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1695689045263076010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1695689045263076010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/wowza-variety-night-success_04.html' title='WOWZA! Variety Night a SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2187172140420214768</id><published>2009-02-02T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:23:00.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think God is kinda Fantabulous</title><content type='html'>So I was going through my old emails and I was reading some funny stupid ones and some God ones. I was debating sending some God ones on, but didn't for some odd reason. Then I realized that this kind of thinking is exactly what has caused a lot of the problems in our world today. We (not everyone, but some) try to keep God in church on Sunday morning. Maybe Sunday night. And the possible event of a midweek service. We do like to have Him around during sickness. And of course at funerals. However we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play. Because that's the part of our lives we think we can, and should, handle on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God forgive me for ever thinking that there is a time or place where HE is not to be FIRST in my life. We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.&lt;br /&gt;Not ashamed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do Love God.&lt;br /&gt;HE is my source of existence and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the simplest test.&lt;br /&gt;If You Love God... And are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you...&lt;br /&gt;Tell people about HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Easy vs.. Hard&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to tell the truth but so easy to tell a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Why are we so sleepy in church but right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?&lt;br /&gt;Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one&lt;br /&gt;There are no costs, but wonderful rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can say 'I believe in God' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God).&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how when you go to tell people about this, you might hesitate to tell certain individuals because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for telling this to them?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;I pray, for everyone who is not ashamed to tell anyone and everyone, that they will be blessed by God in a way special for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be scared out of my mind to talk to people about God because of what they may think of me. But now it's getting easier..and I get excited when I get the chance to speak to someone about God's amazing love. I challenge each and every one of you to strive for that same feeeling of excitement and a sense of a job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2187172140420214768?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2187172140420214768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2187172140420214768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2187172140420214768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2187172140420214768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-god-is-kinda-fantabulous.html' title='I think God is kinda Fantabulous'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7322284673115994605</id><published>2009-02-01T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:48:17.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited beyond belief!</title><content type='html'>Well first of all, a friend of mine commented on my last post and told me about this song, God of Justice by Tim Hughes, which fits this whole topic perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link.   &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6k-knvCWUA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6k-knvCWUA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to other news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;DAYS TILL MY VARIETY NIGHT!!! OMGOSH X &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10000!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to everyone who has helped and supported me with this. It started out as an idea and its great to see it becoming reality! I'm sure Olivia is looking down and smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, thanks to Pastor Craigs blog and if you read the Record, there was a small article on the evening. On Tuesday there will be a bigger article in the Echo, along with a picture. As far as I know, A-Channel news will be at the Variety Night. So I am pretty excited. Everything is coming together and its almost completely ready. Just a few more things to do.&lt;br /&gt;So again, thank you so much for everything. And I also thank God, cause without out Him, I wouldn't have been able to do this!&lt;br /&gt;So come on out to Highland Secondary on tuesday, Feb 3rd at 6pm to enjoy a great night of entertainment and contribute to a good cause. Entry is by donation and there will be snacks for sale, as well as a possible Open Mic at the end, depending on how much time we have.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to a site that is advertising this.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harbourliving.ca/event/variety-night"&gt;http://www.harbourliving.ca/event/variety-night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7322284673115994605?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7322284673115994605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7322284673115994605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7322284673115994605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7322284673115994605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/02/excited-beyond-belief.html' title='Excited beyond belief!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7626887994313880032</id><published>2009-01-28T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:02:57.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bothered?</title><content type='html'>So as most of you must know, at church and Youth group the last few weeks, out topic has been "Bothered?" We were challenged over the last couple weeks to be bothered by the issues in our world. And to get more and more bothered.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has always bothered me is Homelessness. I've really started to realize lately that I take so much for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I get cold and I put another log on the fire or turn up the heater. Homeless people get cold and they try to cover themselves with rags or newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;I get thirsty and I go to the tap. Homeless people get thirsty and they drink from puddles or just get dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;I get hungry and I open the cupboard or fridge. Homeless people get hungry and they beg for food or eat the scraps they have.&lt;br /&gt;I feel upset, I turn to my family and friends for support. Homeless people get upset and most don't have anyone to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;I get sick and I go to the doctor. Homeless people get sick and most die before they get help.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like crap to think about this. And it bothers me. It bothers me A LOT. And I get more bothered with it each and every day. Some people think that there's only homelessness in big cities. But there are so many here in the Valley. It pains me to think that when I'm done this post, I'll go get into my warm bed, while there's so many people who won't sleep at all tonight. Or will sleep on nothing but a cardboard box..an old blanket...or even the cold, hard ground.&lt;br /&gt;So I challenge all of you...everyone who has the same privileges I have..get bothered by this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7626887994313880032?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7626887994313880032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7626887994313880032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7626887994313880032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7626887994313880032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/bothered.html' title='bothered?'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8539093261815307692</id><published>2009-01-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:58:59.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Savior Lives</title><content type='html'>So tonight I drove my sister to dance and then went to Mattchew's house for a bit. He's teaching me guitar. He tuned my guitar and then we worked on some chords. I asked if he knew Consuming Fire (of course he did!). So he wrote down the chords for the chorus for me. My "homework" is to learn it :P Just so you know, Consuming Fire is my ALL TIME favourite song. Everytime I hear it, I get goosebumps and definitely feel God's presence. So I had that song stuck in my head for most of the drive to pick Kelsey up and go home. Then on the way home, I was listening to Praise 106.5 (AWESOME radio station!) and a song came on that just hit me so hard. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My Savior My God" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by Aaron Shust. I had never heard this song before, but it was amazing and the words just spoke to me. Then as I was listening, I had this press on my heart to pray for my friend Chelsea from the mainland. (Take note this happened around &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) I didn't know why, but of course I didn't object. So I prayed for a bit. When I got home, I went on the computer. As soon as I signed into MSN, Chelsea started talking to me. I could tell right away that something was wrong. I asked her if she was alright. She said "actually, no. My friend told me she's thinking of committing suicide. Then she signed off." I asked her when this happened and she said around &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Kinda cool, eh? So me and her prayed together and I'm still praying now. I hoping that her friend finds peace and comfort. Please pray for her as well..and for my friend that she doesn't give up hope. Our God is an awesome God who does AMAZING things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the video of My Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jazyUn4LMgA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jazyUn4LMgA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is her friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SXVmuuGBXGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1IANq1lVq8E/s1600-h/n1132503945_177765_3774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293249889877187682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SXVmuuGBXGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1IANq1lVq8E/s320/n1132503945_177765_3774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8539093261815307692?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8539093261815307692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8539093261815307692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8539093261815307692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8539093261815307692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-savior-lives.html' title='My Savior Lives'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SXVmuuGBXGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1IANq1lVq8E/s72-c/n1132503945_177765_3774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5590884031598868172</id><published>2009-01-14T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:36:00.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant</title><content type='html'>Ok so Monday after school, me and my mom stopped by Superstore so I could check my schedule. While I was there I picked up my new work shirt, since all I have is the holiday one. I tried on the small and it was too small. Then I tried a medium and it was a bit big. I ended up settling with the medium. When I got back to the car, I told my mom about the sizes mishap. She said "well what about an extra small? No wait..that would be smaller." And I said "Why couldn't there be a size inbetween small and medium?" Then I began to think. Why are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;extra smalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt; yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extra larges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bigger? &lt;/span&gt;But then why aren't there &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extra mediums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? And if there was, would they be &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; than the regular medium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5590884031598868172?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5590884031598868172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5590884031598868172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5590884031598868172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5590884031598868172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-rant_14.html' title='Random Rant'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-9138968117252276508</id><published>2009-01-13T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:25:15.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend Indeed~Thanks Daniel!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, in the past year and a half I have lost 3 close friends and my dog. Olivia Johnson passed away from cancer, Eric Sanderson from an overdose, Zachary Pearson from a car accident and Floyd from old age. It's been really tough to keep faith. Many times this year my faith has slipped and I've doubted God. But everytime that happens, someone tells me something or I read something in my Bible that brings me back up.&lt;br /&gt;The latest faith slip was last week/weekend. They had just been on my mind a lot, and no matter how hard I tried to stay positive, the tears would come and I'd get angry with God. Encounter helped a lot. I felt God reassuring me all weekend. And on saturday night, Kelsey prayed for me and so did a few others. I was feeling better. On the way home I sat with Daniel on the front bench and we talked for a bit, which also helped. Then we fell asleep :P&lt;br /&gt;But even after all that, I was still feeling...gah! I was trying to keep my mind off of it in school. First block today, Biology 12, not my favorite class. My phone was on the table and it started to vibrate. Which in our classroom, was really loud! I quickly grabbed it and put it in my lap. After a few minutes I opened my phone and had a message from Daniel. &lt;em&gt;(Message)&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Matthew 5:4 - You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the one most dear to you". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've heard this verse before, but this time it hit the spot. As soon as I read it, tears came to my eyes, only this time they were good tears. Tears of peace. I had to leave the class for a few minutes and my friend Meaghan came with me. It was great that one small verse made me feel so much better. Part of it was cause Dan read this verse and sent it to me. It was perfect. So thank you Daniel, for being the amazing friend and brother that you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-9138968117252276508?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/9138968117252276508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=9138968117252276508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9138968117252276508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9138968117252276508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/friend-indeedthanks-daniel.html' title='A Friend Indeed~Thanks Daniel!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1257195092961372156</id><published>2009-01-11T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:54:21.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter '09</title><content type='html'>So I really don't know where to start. This weekend was utterly amazing. Every second was filled with God and everyone was just so great. I was pretty stoked to see Andrea, one of the staff members. We met in September on my jazz trip to homewood and we hit it off pretty good! The meals, as always, were delicious. Although this time, they weren't the best they've been. Except for one lunch..we had these meat sandwiches that were SOOOO GOOOOOD!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we talked about being one of the &lt;strong&gt;few&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;faithful&lt;/strong&gt;. The sermons title was "Prelude to an Encounter". Christina basically said that when God calls you, you have to respond. Psalm 119:32 says "I run in the path of your sommans, for you have set my heart free". It was a great way to start the weekend. Everyone was attentive and excited to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got some time to just sit in the presence of God. As many of you know, I've lost 3 friends and my dog in the past year and a half. It's been really tough. I was just praying to God to give me some words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I sit here surrounded by people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet I feel so alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mind races with thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of how they could be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The tears flow as I try to understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My body hurts from the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of losing those close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I try to comprehend and stay strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My faith slipping and fading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your hand come down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And holds my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your words speak straight into me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Telling me of your unending love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know they're with you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They're Watching Over You",&lt;/em&gt; You say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"As Am I".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I fall to my knees in priase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And ask forgiveness for doubting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thank you, for now I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have always been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also gave me a bible verse. When I read it, I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 119:49&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember your word to your servant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for you have given me hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My comfort in my suffering is this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your promise preserves my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday morning service was titled "The Transforming Encounter". Christina talked about Judas and Peter. A quote she told us was "Sin will take you further than you want to go. Keep you longer than you want to stay. Cost you more than you want to pay." We also talked a bit about the gifts of the Holy Spirit. Then Sandra got up and told us that there are 3 types of people. Those who know where they're going, but the devil keeps getting in the way, those who kinda know but aren't sure, and those who have no idea what they're called to do. She then got us to all sit and ask God what He wants us to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You call out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me I'm special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me I'm bigger than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to be one of the few, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of the faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I let go of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Distractions, hindrances, sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I lose what I don't need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pain, disappointment, neglect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I gain what I deserve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, happiness, commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My life is restored in You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Session #3 was called "A Transforming Encounter". This talk was based around the lessons learned from Mary in Luke 1: 26-37. &lt;strong&gt;1) We are formed for a purpose. &lt;/strong&gt;Ephesians 2:9 says &lt;em&gt;"For we are God's masterpiece". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) To accomplish all that God wanted to do through our life, we need the power of the Holy Spirit. &lt;/strong&gt;Something Christina said that I loved was You can't be like comic book super heroes, but you can be like Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The final session was called "An Enduring Encounter". It was based on Psalm 101. Christina spoke about how when we're alone, and we think no one is watching, God is. Jeremiah 23:24 says "&lt;em&gt;Can anyone hide in secret places so that I cannot see him?" declares the Lord. "Do not I fill heaven and earth?" declares the Lord.&lt;/em&gt; It's kinda like what my mom always tells me..if I'm doing something and I think "Would my mom be okay with this?" then obviously its not good. Its the same with God. If you think He would be upset, chances are He knows about it before you're done with that thought. The point is to do things that you know God would be proud of you for. &lt;em&gt;"Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you." &lt;/em&gt;Matthew 6:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then of course there was the free time, meals, worship, bed times...it was an amazing weekend. Here's a few highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ryan Delblanc"helping" me up which ended with me on my back and snow down my pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Unchewable meat on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I didn't burn myself on syrup OR fall in the water with my phone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dylan and Cody wrestling (check out pictures on Facebook!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hanging out with lots of sweet people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mattchew teaching me quitar (Good Cats and Dogs. Elvis Apples. Sharp Cats. Boots and more Apples!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snuggling with my Wifey :D (aka Mandy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You brought me here for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This weekend was for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How can I watch what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not be amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You spoke through them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And they cried out in praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music playing in the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New songs playing in their hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the best part is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're not done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Encounter is not the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1257195092961372156?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1257195092961372156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1257195092961372156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1257195092961372156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1257195092961372156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/encounter-09.html' title='Encounter &apos;09'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5444456027483850527</id><published>2009-01-08T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:40:08.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~2~~0~~0~~9~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESOLUTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRADUATE! (So, do my homework, pass tests..do good!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep my room clean for more than a few days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get ready quicker in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Save my money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make more quality time for my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make more quality time for my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grow more as a Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go further in my walk with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THINGS I'M STOKEDD FOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encounter '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brother getting married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mexico '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sr. Jazz Festival Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Final Spring Concert *tear :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grad '09 (OMGOSH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nanoose Bay Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stillwood Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;College or ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Possible Katimavik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think that is it. Let's just say I hope 2009 brings bigger and better things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5444456027483850527?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5444456027483850527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5444456027483850527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5444456027483850527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5444456027483850527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='~~2~~0~~0~~9~~'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4261344362217224381</id><published>2009-01-07T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:28:00.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>Today I choose to hear your voice and live.&lt;br /&gt;I'll look through your lens, God, and see what is really there.&lt;br /&gt;When I reflect you light, the darkness runs.&lt;br /&gt;Worship is so much more than singing a song,&lt;br /&gt;Raising my hands,&lt;br /&gt;Bending my knees.&lt;br /&gt;I will know the truth and the truth will set me free.&lt;br /&gt;If all that wasn't reason enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things&lt;br /&gt;I will make the choice&lt;br /&gt;What can I give back to you for the blessings you pour out to me?&lt;br /&gt;You say "Just come as you are. I want to move through you."&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want to use the voice you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if everyone praised your name?&lt;br /&gt;What would be different?&lt;br /&gt;What would change?&lt;br /&gt;What would stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;What would it be like?&lt;br /&gt;I just have to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things&lt;br /&gt;I will make the choice&lt;br /&gt;What can I give back to you for the blessings you pour out to me?&lt;br /&gt;You say "Just come as you are. I want to move through you."&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want to use the voice you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4261344362217224381?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4261344362217224381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4261344362217224381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4261344362217224381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4261344362217224381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/together.html' title='Together'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8244368383705581212</id><published>2009-01-06T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:00:02.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say The Word</title><content type='html'>Time flies by when I'm praising you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Into your arms is where I go&lt;br /&gt;And in your arms is where I wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you,Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Is like a burning fire&lt;br /&gt;Just say the word&lt;br /&gt;And I will go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit fills me up&lt;br /&gt;Your grace overflows&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are God&lt;br /&gt;Forever you will reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You laid down your life&lt;br /&gt;You died on the cross&lt;br /&gt;How can I repay you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8244368383705581212?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8244368383705581212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8244368383705581212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8244368383705581212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8244368383705581212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-say-word.html' title='Just Say The Word'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-9066323779126019588</id><published>2009-01-03T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:20:23.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it!</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't blogged in awhile so I guess I should get back at it! I'll just do a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between Christmas &amp;amp; New Years -&lt;/strong&gt; My grandparents from Quebec were here for a bit. They left on..the 30th..i think. And my brother, Jeff, and his fiance Jen, came on the 27th and stayed till the 2nd. It was really cool to have them here cause I rarely get to spend time with them. I had to work some of the days they were here, but we still got to hang out. Played a lot of Wii :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Years Eve - &lt;/strong&gt;A bunch of Jen's family came over for a bit and so did my grandparents (from here). Russel, Dylan and Emily Beer also came over. The four of us, plus my little sister and our dog, went for a walk around 9. We hung out at the park for a bit until we got too cold and went back home. We played some wii (of course!) Before midnight, my grandparents and Jen's family left. Then we turned the TV to the Times Square and watched the ball drop. Then Russ and Dylan left and Emily slept over. I was surprised by a 1:30am phone call from a bunch of friends, but it was a nice surprise :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 2nd - &lt;/strong&gt;Me, Russel, Jazmin and Tyler had a movie night at Ty's house. We watched &lt;em&gt;Rush Hour 3&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;What Happens In Vegas. &lt;/em&gt;Both were good movies. They were over just after 11, but I had to wait till 12-ish for my dad to pick me and Jazzy up (she slept over) after his hockey game. While we were waiting, Russ asked me to come outside for a minute. We went out and talked for a few minutes. Then he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a little red box. In it was a beautiful promise ring. I was speechless..my heart was all...BAMM! So yeah..it was a good night. Like I said, Jazzy spent the night and then most of the next day at my place. It was awesome to be able to hang out with her and just talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SWLIwl1A3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dk_NCq9lCQA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288009649600126402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SWLIwl1A3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dk_NCq9lCQA/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a pretty professional looking picture. I just put the lamp by my hand and took the picture. Pretty sweet :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that..the only thing that has happened is school..and well..thats school :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll finish this blog off with a little poem I wrote :)&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need someone to turn to&lt;br /&gt;And no one is around&lt;br /&gt;I'll always know of someone&lt;br /&gt;Who will never turn me down.&lt;br /&gt;He'll listen to my problems&lt;br /&gt;He'll never judge my ways&lt;br /&gt;He'll be there right beside me&lt;br /&gt;For all my nights and days&lt;br /&gt;He's with me through the thick&lt;br /&gt;He's right there through the thin&lt;br /&gt;He'll never ever leave me&lt;br /&gt;With him I'll always win&lt;br /&gt;This person I am speaking of&lt;br /&gt;You might have already guessed&lt;br /&gt;He's not a dad or boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;He is the very best&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to get it right&lt;br /&gt;They would know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;He is my Father God in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;With him, I am Queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-9066323779126019588?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/9066323779126019588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=9066323779126019588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9066323779126019588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9066323779126019588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SWLIwl1A3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dk_NCq9lCQA/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4417890416561289603</id><published>2008-12-25T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:20:53.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is here!!</title><content type='html'>So Christmas this year was pretty good! I'm not gonna say a lot, but I'll put some pictures up of some stuff I got. Theres more pictures on my Facebook. It would have been better if my older brother and sister could have been here. Jeff will be home on the 28th for a little while, and Megan isn't coming home till my Grad, which is ok cause its a lot of money to come here (she lives in Ontario). My granparents are here from Quebec, which is pretty cool. And my other grandparents (Comox) were here for the afternoon and dinner. So it was a good day..full of laughing and family..and presents :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell one funny story tho..so this morning we were opening presents (obviously) and everyone was getting new clothes but me. Kelsey opened a shirt and skirt and said "I'm gonna wear this today!" Then I said, by accident, "I guess I'm not wearing any clothes today". I meant to say "new clothes" but didn't! The worst part? My dad was video taping and got it on tape! So yeah..its been brought up mulitple times today. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcQSPvoyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pVUw6hMwnU4/s1600-h/christmas+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949697657971490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcQSPvoyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pVUw6hMwnU4/s320/christmas+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa done good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcQk_HhlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/J_jL8D9eYEQ/s1600-h/christmas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949702688507474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcQk_HhlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/J_jL8D9eYEQ/s320/christmas+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE this bag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQzdZD6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/jdOtKJJyfFM/s1600-h/christmas+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283959602178232226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQzdZD6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/jdOtKJJyfFM/s320/christmas+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New boots!! Top of my wish list this year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRNHKIII/AAAAAAAAAFc/phaFA9LWXGg/s1600-h/christmas+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949713459650690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRNHKIII/AAAAAAAAAFc/phaFA9LWXGg/s320/christmas+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunch of little things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlPDPiz9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/hwPAjX6haIA/s1600-h/christmas+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283959572055379922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlPDPiz9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/hwPAjX6haIA/s320/christmas+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HSM collection :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlPoCiGJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dqyMUxwZROk/s1600-h/christmas+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283959581932918930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlPoCiGJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dqyMUxwZROk/s320/christmas+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMAZING movie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRW3yfPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oLMWmbE0efE/s1600-h/christmas+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949716079541490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRW3yfPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oLMWmbE0efE/s320/christmas+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Necklace from Russ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQW5nlkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/J1XSHECo30U/s1600-h/christmas+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283959594511996482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQW5nlkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/J1XSHECo30U/s320/christmas+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty figurine to hang jewelry off of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRtQ7wYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KK4TzqTo9YU/s1600-h/christmas+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949722090586498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcRtQ7wYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KK4TzqTo9YU/s320/christmas+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve Present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQPENb5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/JxiB3knDhxY/s1600-h/christmas+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283959592408936338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRlQPENb5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/JxiB3knDhxY/s320/christmas+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dino Bone I got for Sabre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4417890416561289603?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4417890416561289603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4417890416561289603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4417890416561289603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4417890416561289603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is here!!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SVRcQSPvoyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pVUw6hMwnU4/s72-c/christmas+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7421267228722463630</id><published>2008-12-22T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:58:55.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The S Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SNOW!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I really don't know what to think about all this snow. I love it, but I hate it. Well...hate is a strong word...I dislike it with a passion. There we go :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I mean I love to play in the snow with people and with my dog. And its cool cause we're gonna have a white Christmas. But then there's the downside to it. It just gets in the way of so many plans. Like today I had to work at 7:30, so I had to walk. The roads were extremely slippery, causing me to fall once and almost fall multiple times. My wrist is still a bit sore. Then after work I was supposed to go to the church for a youth event, but couldn't get a ride out there cause my mom's car isn't good in the snow. I'm really hoping it doesn't snow so much that we won't be able to get to the christmas eve service. That would really suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well thats all I really have to say for the time being. I have to go clean my room &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Later Gaters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7421267228722463630?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7421267228722463630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7421267228722463630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7421267228722463630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7421267228722463630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/12/s-word.html' title='The S Word'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1531399031917278756</id><published>2008-12-14T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:51:12.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneezes hurt my head</title><content type='html'>Friday/Saturday was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Youth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and it was SOO much fun!! We went to the pool first for a few hours and then headed to Goose Spit for the Polar Bear Swim. I'm not actually sure how many people went in the water because it was &lt;strong&gt;FREEEEEEZING!!&lt;/strong&gt; A few of us went to Timmy's and then to the church. Then we just hung out at the church for the night. We had a service with Mayflower&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt;) and our speaker Jason (equally &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt;). We played quite a few rounds of Can Can Bump and also our Gift Exchange. Then around 5 we watched Elf. So it was a pretty fun night! I got home around 8 and slept till 4. Then lazed around for a couple hours and babysat till 10.&lt;br /&gt;Today I &lt;em&gt;(Forgive me Lord!)&lt;/em&gt; missed church to sleep because I woke up feeling like crud&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;x 10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then at 1 I had my hair appointment at Roots for my grad photos. A couple of my close friends were in there at the same time, so that was cool. My stylist was Andrew and he was really nice. Then I went to the school and met Sarah there. We spent the whole afternoon there getting group shots done and, of course, our individual ones with the cap and gown, plus some casual ones and I also got some with my saxophone. Russel came in so I got a couple with him as well. I got to look at them after and I was seriously blown away, as were my friends. I was surprised at how good they were. I will get some up on here/Facebook as soon as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I still can't believe I'm graduating in 6 months!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well I think thats all I have to say for now :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1531399031917278756?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1531399031917278756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1531399031917278756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1531399031917278756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1531399031917278756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/12/sneezes-hurt-my-head.html' title='Sneezes hurt my head'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4745141692407453097</id><published>2008-12-06T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:58:03.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question Is Why??</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure most of you know, there was a horrible accident at the top of Ryan Hill yesterday involving three vehicles. A jeep driven by a drunk teenager, along with a few more passengers, ran a red light and hit two trucks. Two teens were thrown from the jeep, one of them (Kevin Baker) died on scene. I believe two were sent to Vancouver hospital for serious but not life threatening injuries, and four are in St. Josephs with minor injuries. The jeep was believed to have flipped over, the windshield is smashed and the body is badly misshapen. The hood appeared to have been peeled off of one pickup truck that came to a stop about 50 feet away from the jeep, while the driver's side of the third truck had been caved in and had to be opened with the Jaws of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so hard to comprehend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; with the big accident last month. This one was different though because alcohol was involved. I don't understand why people drink and drive. I just don't understand why people drink at all. My mom, being the youth counselor at Highland, got these goggles that have been "blurred" to what it would look like at different levels of alcohol in your blood. I tried them on and it was crazy. The highest one (i can't remember the percentage) was next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unbearable! I felt sick to my stomach. I wouldn't want to even move like that, forget about driving! There's so many people who drink that think its fine and don't pay any attention to it. "I'm a great driver" or "I'm not going that far, it'll be fine" or "I only had a little to drink" or "It's only one extra person, no big deal". They don't realize this is the kind of mistake that destroys lives. You hear it in the news, statistics, people getting badly injured or killed. Because of what? Because of drivers who don't take the matter seriously enough. Alcohol slows down your reflexes and even just a split second decision while driving could cost someone their lives. And its not just the people in the vehicle that are in danger, its people in other vehicles or pedestrians. Why wait until something happens to stop drinking? Why take the risk? It's not worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;RIP Kevin Richard Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to more pictures of the crash scene. I warn you though, they are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/comoxvalleyecho/galleries/comox_dec05/index.html"&gt;http://www.canada.com/comoxvalleyecho/galleries/comox_dec05/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4745141692407453097?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4745141692407453097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4745141692407453097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4745141692407453097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4745141692407453097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/12/question-is-why.html' title='The Question Is Why??'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3916343250786414097</id><published>2008-11-16T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:45:02.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One God, One Earth, One Heart</title><content type='html'>Ok..so to start..this weekend was AMAZING!! Friday was great..as people starting showing up and registering, i was getting SO friggen excited. It was awesome to see some people I haven't seen in a long time and to meet so many new people. The first service was incredible..Pastor Ira is just a great man of God and is great at what he does. Usually people expect the first night to be kinda calm..it was anything but! Everyone was just loving and praising God. After that we had a bit of hang out time, and then an AMAZING concert by Revolution Band. They told us they wanted it to be more of a time of worship than an actual concert. And was it ever! People were lifting their hands, falling to their knees, singing out loud. A little side note, the bass player's name is Sam..so we talked for a bit..haha. They were all really cool tho..they hung out with us after and getting the chance to talk to them was a great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday..wow...where to start?! The morning service was phenominal..you'd think that early in the morning a bunch of kids and teenagers would be slow and sluggish..but no..it was the opposite. Pastor Ira spoke again and was, again, awesome. Then we had a workshop..I went to Pastor Matt's on Politics in Canada and we had a guest speaker..Craig Millar..so it was cool to hear from him. Then it was lunch and another workshop. This time I went to Pastor Mike's on Evangelism. It was also really good. After that we had another service with some worship and then we broke into our youth groups. Our youth group then split into our Cadres. It was really neat to be able to talk to some of the girls, ones i've known for years and some I just met this weekend. We went around and said something that stood our to us or impacted us so far. Then we prayed and played the Human Knot game :P. And then..DINNER!! A lot of people went to BP, including a group of 10 of us. That was fun..then it was back to the church for more hang out time and another service.&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyone knows the second evening service is always the one that something BIG happens..and this time was no different. Pastor Ben spoke and definitly kept everyones attention! Worship was amazing (as it was ALL weekend!) and then at the end during the ministry time..wow. There were people just crying out to God, being filled with the Holy Spirit and just loving Him. I prayed for a lot of people and some of those girls..they just fill my heart with pride..I loved watching them all weekend and it was great to hear them say they looked up to me. At the end of the whole service, we cleaned up (while some students were still at the alter!) and then went home around 11:30ish. This morning was also really good..Pastor Ben spoke again and during worship, me and Matt went up to the front and were soon followed by most of the youth. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all..this weekend was amazing. I admit I wasn't really expecting a lot to happen with ME personally, but having the privilege to spend time with these people and pray for some of the younger girls..its just an amazing feeling. I think thats all I have to say..for now ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE thank you to everyone who helped put this conference on..it was a great blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3916343250786414097?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3916343250786414097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3916343250786414097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3916343250786414097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3916343250786414097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/one.html' title='One God, One Earth, One Heart'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-148410087634203136</id><published>2008-11-04T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:37:03.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadres</title><content type='html'>So tonight was Cadres. And let me say..it was AMAZING! Although most of the time everyone was distracted and running around, a lot of things happened. I'm not sure about the other groups, but mine was awesome. Earlier today I went out and bought journals and bracelets for each of my girls. Then I wrote a little note on the first page for them. They were pretty happy to get those. I only had three girls today (Kelsey, Tianna and Carmen) and I love them so much!! They are all so insightful and adorable. We discussed the pros and cons of public schools and christian schools. And we got a pretty big list! One of Tianna's biggest con about christian school was "UNIFORMS!" It made me laugh :P. If you wanna see the list, you can ask me or one of the girls, its a little long to write on here.&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, tonight was really good. It was nice to have something to take my mind off recent situations. It's still hard..I see his picture and it makes my heart hurt..I still can't believe he's gone, but its getting easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-148410087634203136?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/148410087634203136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=148410087634203136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/148410087634203136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/148410087634203136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/cadres.html' title='Cadres'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3008664921649486896</id><published>2008-11-03T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:29:16.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain will ease</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe he's gone..it just doesn't seem real. Today didn't seem real. I got to school..and it was so quiet. Extra counselors were brought in and there were rooms open for people to go to. Blue stairs was packed with grade 12s..all mourning. We went to AG first, where the teachers made an announcement about the accident and about Zach's death. I, along with a couple others, started crying before the teacher finished speaking. First class, Tourism, we did nothing..some went on the computer, others went to one of the counseling rooms. I held together all class, and then as I left the room, my friend Harrison was standing there, waiting. He gave me a huge hug and I broke down. Another friend was there to give me a hug as well. We then had regular AG, which was extremely silent. Chorus was more routine..we sang two songs. One is called Prayer of the Children..I tried to make it through, but I couldn't. I had to stop singing a few times because I was starting to cry..then I let go at the end..I had to leave the class for a bit. During lunch, me and a few people went to a room with a friends youth leader and prayed for the whole time. That was awesome. Biology was hard...Zach was in my biology class. My teacher said she didn't want to teach..and didn't know when she would be able to. She canceled our unit test and our final project. A few of us sat in the room and just talked to her..crying and remembering the good things about him. Then I had my spare, which I spent most of in the library..a few other friends were in there, and they all tried to cheer me up, which was nice. I really noticed how many supportive friends I have..not many of my close friends were friends with Zach, but they knew I was, so they were very comforting. I've never had so many hugs in one day. It still pains me to think about him..to see his picture. I can still hear his laugh...see his smile..my heart hurts. I want him to come back..walk into the school and say "hey guys..i'm here..i'm fine.." but i know that won't happen. Katey, one of the girls in the accident who was injured, was at school today. She had cuts and bruises on her face and body. Abby, the driver, was there too. I feel for her because even though she has many supporters, many people are blaming her as well. Jordan, Zach's girlfriend, has taken to blaming herself because she begged him to get in the van because she didn't know anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying like crazy..for Zach's family, Abby, Jordan..the other students involved in the accident, everyone who was affected by this. As I was reading my bible, I found a couple verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 71:20-21 - Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 21:4 - He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses really gave me peace and comfort. I know that Zach is better now...free of pain. And I know everyone else is going to make a full recovery. God is here in the situation and has been all along. He will heal and He will provide. All we need to do is trust in Him. It hurts to say goodbye to Zach..but its not the last time I'll see him. One day, when it's my time, I know he'll be there waiting for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3008664921649486896?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3008664921649486896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3008664921649486896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3008664921649486896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3008664921649486896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/pain-will-ease.html' title='The pain will ease'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3982517332809045723</id><published>2008-11-03T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:50:54.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Zachary Peardon &lt;3</title><content type='html'>We don't always understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why some things happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't always comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason for pain like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why people so young are suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know the answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I know is it's in God's hands now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zach, you were an amazing person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always laughing, always caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You had the biggest heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the brightest smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were there for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I felt like giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have been by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you, Zachary Peardon, and I will never forget you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God obviously needed another Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you didn't need to go to Heaven to be one &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pained expressions on each face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyes hollow, with no feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even those who didn't know him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Share the grief of a loved one's passing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halls are silent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only a few whispers are heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodies weak from crying, hurting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions are asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comments are said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can something like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happen to someone like him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't deserve this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't his time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God knows what He's doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we can all rest knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That everything will be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SQ81fkzJG6I/AAAAAAAAADM/A4k9Vdlh4o4/s1600-h/n658500662_880515_463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264485305989798818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SQ81fkzJG6I/AAAAAAAAADM/A4k9Vdlh4o4/s400/n658500662_880515_463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SQ81ge8-NgI/AAAAAAAAADU/dqM8Pi30w8I/s1600-h/n578815230_2659591_512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264485321600284162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SQ81ge8-NgI/AAAAAAAAADU/dqM8Pi30w8I/s400/n578815230_2659591_512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3982517332809045723?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3982517332809045723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3982517332809045723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3982517332809045723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3982517332809045723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/rip-zachary-peardon-3.html' title='RIP Zachary Peardon &lt;3'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SQ81fkzJG6I/AAAAAAAAADM/A4k9Vdlh4o4/s72-c/n658500662_880515_463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-850151793449797208</id><published>2008-11-02T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:54:02.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>So I was told this morning that Zach passed away..but now there's talk that he's still alive. So I'm trying to figure it out..and I'll keep you all posted. Thank you so much for your support and prayers. Its greatly appreciated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:04pm&lt;br /&gt;Zach's on life support in vic general. he's braindead, with no activity all last night. if there's no change, they're gonna pull the plug today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30pm *I'm not sure if all of this is correct, but its what I've heard*&lt;br /&gt;Bobbi is in a coma and if she doesnt wake up soon they dont know if shes gunna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Katey got burns and cuts on her face but shes okay now&lt;br /&gt;Jordan broke both her ankles&lt;br /&gt;Hailey broke both her legs and pelvis..its gonna be a lot of therapy for her&lt;br /&gt;matt broke his cheek bone&lt;br /&gt;Abby(the driver) is fine and so is ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:50pm&lt;br /&gt;I heard its possible that Bobbi woke up today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:22pm&lt;br /&gt;I've been told they pulled the plug on Zach..not 100% sure though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm&lt;br /&gt;They made the decision to pull the plug at about 4:30..Zach is now with God. Everyone else is going to be fine though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-850151793449797208?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/850151793449797208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=850151793449797208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/850151793449797208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/850151793449797208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1318941353449426991</id><published>2008-11-02T08:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:15:07.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Fighting</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to say much, but a good friend of mine, Zach, and a few other people were in a accident late friday night. Four of them are in the hospital, one in critical condition. Please pray for them and their families that they stay strong and make it through. They're all tough people and I know they can make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1318941353449426991?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1318941353449426991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1318941353449426991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1318941353449426991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1318941353449426991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/11/keep-fighting.html' title='Keep Fighting'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6443461225840257918</id><published>2008-10-28T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:44:31.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrey isn't all bad..</title><content type='html'>So this past weekend was the Youth Rally at Sunshine Hills in Surrey. We all piled into the van (plus two in the car along with luggage) at about 3 o'clock on friday and headed for Nanaimo. The ferry ride was..well..a ferry ride :P We went up on the deck and had fun with all the wind. The drive to the church seemed so long, but finally we were there..late..but we were there. The worship was great and so was the sermon (Pastor Dan is AMAZING). The best part tho was seeing camp people again, especially Tayler!! It all seemed to go by too fast, and before we knew it, we were the only ones left. Us girls (me being the only leader, and then 8 students) got the portable, which was really nice actually! The guys got the church. Everything seemed to be going fine..we were listening to music and laughing and just having fun..then all of a sudden there was a bunch of pounding on the back door and yelling. The girls started screaming and everyone ran to the door (no idea why!). While me and Marika were yelling at everyone to stop screaming, Steph was yelling "We're all gonna die!!" and Chelsea "I'm not screaming!!" Then someone said something about him having an axe..which really didn't help the situation! Finally we got everyone to be quiet and go back to the couches. The pounding had stopped so I called Jay and he said all the guys were there and (get this) most of them were sleeping. Being in the state of mind I was in, I believed him. A few minutes later he called me and told me it was all a joke and that it had been Cody. I hung up on him. He called me back to apologize. And has been apologizing over and over again since! :P I guess when he was trying to call me, his phone died. So he had to run around the room trying to find a plug in to turn his phone back on, and then Kelsey called, but he ignored her call to call me back. The thing that scared me the most about this was that I was the ONLY leader, so I was responsible for these girls. Jay said he didn't think of that until after, and if he had, then he wouldn't have let the guys do it. Looking back on the event now, I laugh. But other than that, the trip was lots of fun. Randy got me Starbucks in the morning so I was quite content :) The trip home didn't seem as long. Although we did have to wait awhile cause we were really early for our ferry. But there is definitly good stories and memories coming out of this trip and I can't wait for the next trip.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I've written enough.. :P&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;17 DAYS TILL CONSUMED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6443461225840257918?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6443461225840257918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6443461225840257918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6443461225840257918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6443461225840257918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/surrey-isnt-all-bad.html' title='Surrey isn&apos;t all bad..'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2145900342887629537</id><published>2008-10-21T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:25:15.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that lime jello gives off the same brain waves as adult males?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So a friend informed me that I haven't blogged in a bit..so I decided that as I sit here in the library during my spare, I would blog. I'll just recap my week and week to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night was the Jazz Cabaret at my school. Six groups performed, including our Jazz Band and Vocal Jazz, Vanier's Jazz Band and Vocal Jazz, Isfeld's Jazz Band and a special treat, a choir from Wales. Everyone performed really well. Our teachers kept saying it wasn't a competition, but if it was, we totally won. Just putting that out there :P I had a solo in Jazz Band and played it perfectly. I was very happy and got many compliments afterwards, a few even from the Wales choir! The highlight of the night, however, was when my teacher came up the steps to the stage to conduct, she tripped on the last step and just about fell on the front row of saxaphones. She landed on her knees and sorta caught herself on a stand. It was quite hilarious. She's fine though..a little bruise on the knee I believe. The only thing that sucked about the concert last night, was that I missed Cadres, but there will be more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrea is coming today!!! If you don't know, she is my BEST friend and has been since grade 6. She moved to Surrey at the end of grade 10, which really sucks. But she's coming to visit. Sadly, I don't actually get to see her till friday, because of Youth Group and work. But we're going out for breakfast and then probably go shopping for a bit on friday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FRIDAY!! OMIGOSH so excited! Even though its only one night, Youth Rally is gonna be SA-WEET! I'm just so stoked to see camp people again. And I love traveling places..even short distances :P. I wanted to go to the Ladies Conference, but I don't have the moola right now..and I have work too and could only book off so much time. But that's alright..it'll still be good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I think thats all I have to say right now. That's pretty much my life in the last week in a nutshell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*That's "Later Gators!!" in Webdings :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2145900342887629537?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2145900342887629537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2145900342887629537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2145900342887629537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2145900342887629537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know-that-lime-jello-gives-off.html' title='Did you know that lime jello gives off the same brain waves as adult males?'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7623597023984341932</id><published>2008-10-13T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:25:38.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday at church Pastor Scott continued our series called Flow. The point of the sermon was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoever holds our heart determines our future, so we must not follow our heart, we must lead our heart. &lt;/strong&gt;Matthew 6:19-24&lt;/em&gt; talked about not storing our treasures on earth because they will overtake our hearts. If you allow earthly treasures to hold your heart, they will start to control your emotions and the way you percieve things. We need to let God hold our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Every sermon I hear affects me in some way. They always do..but this one really hit hard. I have been guilty of telling people to &lt;em&gt;"follow your heart" &lt;/em&gt;and I too have listened to this "advice". 1 Peter 5:7 says "Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you." Looking at my life and the way I lead my heart, at times I see I have not been doing the best I can. I have sometimes feared that He will do something I don't like...but that's not true. I now see that I need to completely and fully put my heart in God's hands, because He will always be there to teach me how to lead my own heart and He will never do anything with it to hurt me. I am learning how to lead my heart and I am happy with the way things are going right now. I have an amazing family, friends, boyfriend, job, schooling...life. I'd say I'm doing pretty good! But i know that if I ever struggle (and I know I will!) that when I turn around, no matter how far I get, God will always be there, heart in hand, waiting to catch me if ever I fall.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SPPm44rfGcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Aq-LsayOdNg/s1600-h/heart_above_hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256799055033342402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SPPm44rfGcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Aq-LsayOdNg/s400/heart_above_hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7623597023984341932?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7623597023984341932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7623597023984341932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7623597023984341932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7623597023984341932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/flow.html' title='Flow'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SPPm44rfGcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Aq-LsayOdNg/s72-c/heart_above_hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-7647328967945670747</id><published>2008-10-13T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:58:39.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beauty as far as the eye can see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only one as great as you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could create such wonders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many times we turn away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you never leave our side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We boast to those around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The love of the Lord Almighty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We wear the Belt of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Shield of Faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we give our all to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more holding back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanking you for all you've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We humble ourselves and praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-7647328967945670747?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/7647328967945670747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=7647328967945670747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7647328967945670747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/7647328967945670747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanksgiving-poem.html' title='Thanksgiving Poem'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8886467629949698858</id><published>2008-10-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:54:10.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead.</title><content type='html'>Last night at Youth is was so amazing. We were a little small in numbers, but that didn't matter because God was still there in great abundance. Pastor Matt spoke and it was AWESOME!! He talked about not letting your emotions control you, but not to be completely emotionless. It was good. Then after he was done, we had a time of prayer where students could pray by themselves or with a leader. I prayed for a few girls and I just felt SO proud of them so stepping up and saying they wanted to Lead. I also felt touched that they trusted me with things they told me. I'm liking this series on Leading because its something I do and love to do. It great to be able to learn more about how I can lead further and not just lead others, but lead myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so SOOOO stoked for Consumed!! I don't even know exactly whats happening yet, but just knowing that its coming is getting me syked! I am also excited for this Sunday. The service is gonna be AMAZING and then I get to go to Nanaimo and see a bunch of family. It's gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;Going kayaking tomorrow morning, so I should wrap it up and head to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8886467629949698858?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8886467629949698858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8886467629949698858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8886467629949698858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8886467629949698858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/lead.html' title='Lead.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8559873704978000210</id><published>2008-10-04T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:12:41.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot Woot!</title><content type='html'>So today I got my new phone :D :D :D I'm pretty stoked on it. Not really a lot to say...its better than my old one. A big thank you to Russ for helping pay for it :)&lt;br /&gt;Message/call/comment on this and leave your number so i can add it again. My number is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8559873704978000210?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8559873704978000210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8559873704978000210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8559873704978000210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8559873704978000210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/woot-woot.html' title='Woot Woot!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6953265166705842994</id><published>2008-10-01T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:14:03.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's BAAACCKKK</title><content type='html'>Alrighty..wow so much to say now. Where to start?? Homewood. Good place to start. So even though I was only there for 2 1/2 days, it was so much fun! We got there and did the whole tour thing and then got our rooms. My room had 11 people in it, and the other rooms had 2-6 in each :P Then we did our "get to know you" games. They included one called "Do you like your neighbours" and another called "Human Bingo". Last years Syrup mishap was definitly brought up in that game..and many other times on the trip. All the staff that wasn't there last year (pretty much everyone) was filled in pretty quick. If you don't know what happened, long story short, i poured boiling hot pancake syrup &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY ACCIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my hand and burnt it. It was pretty embarassing. The whole trip was pretty fun, but there was one incident that, in the end, wasn't very fun at all. We were sailing, and seeing how far we could tip the boat over. Roper (the staff guy, real name John) got me to get on the beam that the sail is on that swings around the boat. So I wrapped my arms and legs around it and he tipped the boat. My head was about 3 inches away from the water. Then he went to do it again, but one guy was leaning on my leg, so I moved it just as Roper tipped the boat. I slid around the beam, hanging upside down. My head and shoulders went under water, and since the boat was moving, the current dragged me under. It was kinda funny, until I got back on the boat and my friend was like "Don't you have your phone in your pocket?" I was in shock..I was pretty upset. So yeah..salt water and phones don't go good together..my phone is done.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to leave homewood on friday, but now i can't wait for our youth retreat. A few of the staff members are stoked too cause not only am i going back, but some of my jazz friends want to come on the retreat too, so thats awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really think of anything else to say at the moment..plus I'm getting kicked off the computer. So I will add more another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6953265166705842994?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6953265166705842994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6953265166705842994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6953265166705842994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6953265166705842994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-baaacckkk.html' title='She&apos;s BAAACCKKK'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6523337947489093012</id><published>2008-09-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:25:34.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad..</title><content type='html'>Oops..it seems I haven't been in the blogging world for a bit. Busy Busy Busy! I will get on as soon as I have more time to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6523337947489093012?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6523337947489093012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6523337947489093012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6523337947489093012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6523337947489093012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bad.html' title='My Bad..'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8704330754146358018</id><published>2008-09-24T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:03:36.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz It Up A Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So today we leave for Camp Homewood. I am &lt;strong&gt;SOOOO STOKEDDD!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Three days filled with friends, activities, camp food and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Pure bliss! I'll have more to say on Friday when we get back, but until then I'm gonna say that you better be jealous..cause this is the most amazing trip ever! The only down part about it is that I miss Youth tonight, but I'm sure it will be amazing and that'll get me even more hyped up for Youth &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; week. So pray that the weather won't be horrible like it's supposed to be and I will talk to ya'll in a few days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Later Gators!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SNpkpP40odI/AAAAAAAAACs/3z85lEU79vk/s1600-h/n550750289_1377424_7301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249618975456010706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SNpkpP40odI/AAAAAAAAACs/3z85lEU79vk/s400/n550750289_1377424_7301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazz Trip last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8704330754146358018?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8704330754146358018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8704330754146358018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8704330754146358018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8704330754146358018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazz-it-up-bit.html' title='Jazz It Up A Bit'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SNpkpP40odI/AAAAAAAAACs/3z85lEU79vk/s72-c/n550750289_1377424_7301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1192971925681773586</id><published>2008-09-21T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:18:13.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia Erica Johnson ~ November 20, 1991 - September 20, 2007</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, yesterday was the one year mark of one of my best friend's death. Olivia was 15 and passed away from cancer September 20, 2007, exactly two months before her 16th birthday.  She battled cancer since grade four, and was easily the nicest and strongest person I have ever met. She was always happy and laughing and making everyone around her smile. So many were mourning when she passed away, but it was what needed to happen. She is no longer in pain. Last night I was thinking about her and words started coming..so I wrote it down. When I read over it after, I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year has gone by&lt;br /&gt;Since you went away.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I hear music&lt;br /&gt;And your laughter fills my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I think of the days&lt;br /&gt;We sat and told stories.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here and remember&lt;br /&gt;My heart and soul mourn.&lt;br /&gt;What I'd do to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Just one more day is all I ask&lt;br /&gt;But you're better up there&lt;br /&gt;So keep dancing with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;And I'll see you again someday.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, Rest In Peace&lt;br /&gt;My Gaurdian Angel &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1192971925681773586?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1192971925681773586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1192971925681773586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1192971925681773586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1192971925681773586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/olivia-erica-johnson-november-20-1991.html' title='Olivia Erica Johnson ~ November 20, 1991 - September 20, 2007'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-252766882830135409</id><published>2008-09-16T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:21:07.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Off The Roads!! (jk)</title><content type='html'>So.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I PASSED MY N TEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am soooo friggen stoked! Hopefully I can drive to Youth tomorrow...we'll see. But yeah..thats all I really have to say right now. I'm just so happy I passed. Thats a record for the kids in my family cause both Jeff and Megan failed their first time. So I'm gonna have to rub that in their faces BIG TIME! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later Gators&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-252766882830135409?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/252766882830135409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=252766882830135409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/252766882830135409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/252766882830135409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/stay-off-roads-jk.html' title='Stay Off The Roads!! (jk)'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-9189436719937745381</id><published>2008-09-11T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:47:36.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I Was Saying..</title><content type='html'>Ok so now I can add more to my last post. I have a spare right now and am sitting in the Library. I've done my Bio homework and now have nothing to do. BLOG TIME! WOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;So last night was our big Kick-Off for youth group. The biggest thing was saying goodbye to Fusion/Shift and hello to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;THRIVE YOUTH CHURCH!!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As all the students went into the sanctuary, us leaders ran into the pre-service prayer/masters/green room and put on our awesome red leaders shirts. (did i mention that these shirts are awesome? Great job, Kels!) Then as Jay went up to talk, we all went in and stood up on the stage. When he introduced the new name, Russel and Randy took off the old banners and a sweet picture went up on the screens. The kids were pretty loud as they cheered! It was so awesome. The worship was AMAZING, the sermon was AMAZING, and the hang out time was..well...AMAZING!  I just love our youth group..words can't describe how proud I am of all of us and how excited I am to see everyone grow and walk with God so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step into the background,&lt;br /&gt;Smile on my face as I watch.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone laughing and joyful,&lt;br /&gt;Loving each other and God.&lt;br /&gt;I can't express the way&lt;br /&gt;All this makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;Anxious for the future&lt;br /&gt;Excited about the now.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of my family&lt;br /&gt;As they grow all around&lt;br /&gt;Just be patient&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see a miracle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-9189436719937745381?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/9189436719937745381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=9189436719937745381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9189436719937745381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9189436719937745381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-i-was-saying.html' title='As I Was Saying..'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1370615156859513831</id><published>2008-09-10T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:17:26.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THRIVE</title><content type='html'>I have to go to bed, so I will elaborate more later, but I am SOOO friggen stoked for this year. Thrive Youth Church is going to be amazing..it already is amazing. I can't wait for whats to come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1370615156859513831?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1370615156859513831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1370615156859513831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1370615156859513831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1370615156859513831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/thrive.html' title='THRIVE'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-3709159874293011623</id><published>2008-09-07T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:09:28.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week of Ends</title><content type='html'>This weekend was pretty packed. I worked late friday night and it was pretty good. The only part I didn't like was when one of our projecters messed up and I had to go into the theatre to explain to everyone what happened. And as some of you may know, I HATE public speaking. So I was shaking when I went in. I told everyone and then pretty much ran out. I had to go back in later with Interruption Passes and the people clapped for me and everyone said thank you and that I did a great job. So I was pretty happy about that..made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long day too. I was down at Lewis Park from 9-3:30 helping at Kids Fest. That was tons of fun..really hott though. I handed out balloons for most of it and got my picture taken by a few people..so I might be in the paper! Then after that me and Russel went to Tuscanos for dinner and I had the best ceasar salad I have ever had. I was really tired though and when I got home I went on the computer for a bit and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Today at church I gave a testimony in first service, which wasn't as nerve-wracking as talking to the theatre people cause I've spoken infront of the church before. After church me, Steph, Russel and Matt walked to Wendy's for lunch and then walked back to the church. My feet were DEAD! Got home, went outside for a bit and then flopped on my bed. Closed my eyes and when I opened them (which felt like 5 minutes later) an hour and a half had passed. Woot for Power Naps! Also watched a movie called Not My Life which was really good.&lt;br /&gt;On a final note...I'M SO STOKED FOR KICK-OFF!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok one more final note..i was searching videos on youtube, and i found probably my favourite Veggie Tales songs. I can't figure out how to post a video on here...so I'll just leave the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1FGaCNN1aw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1FGaCNN1aw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-3709159874293011623?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/3709159874293011623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=3709159874293011623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3709159874293011623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/3709159874293011623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-weekend-was-pretty-packed.html' title='The Week of Ends'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4576093943546948085</id><published>2008-09-04T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:02:14.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last First Day of School</title><content type='html'>So school today was pretty sweet. Being in grade 12 is funny cause all the grade 8-10's are like "omg big kids!" so i felt pretty powerful! haha. Also my classes are good. I've got Tourism, Music, Biology and at the moment I have no D block, so we're trying to fix that. I might just take a spare if there's no classes I want.  AND I got an island locker, which for those of you who don't know, are the GOOD lockers. I'm stoked on that fo shoe!&lt;br /&gt;We got out at 2, but I had to hang around cause I had a driving lesson at 3:15. So I hung out with a friend (Heather) and we had a pretty good talk about people changing and whatnot. It was good. Then I had my driving lesson which was better than good. I did everything right and she said I'm pretty much ready for my test, so I am excited. Pray that I pass!!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all I really have to say for now..sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4576093943546948085?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4576093943546948085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4576093943546948085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4576093943546948085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4576093943546948085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-first-day-of-school.html' title='Last First Day of School'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5780775202742809929</id><published>2008-09-02T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:48:01.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was a pretty sweet day. Worked from 12-4 and then met up with Matt. Went to his place, hung out a bit, blew a horn in each others faces, messed with my voice mail (check it out, its friggen sweet) and ate dinner. Then Russel, Jesse and Dylan came over and we all walked to the movie theatre and watched House Bunny, which was pretty good. After the movie we walked back to Matt's house and Russel drove Dylan home. Me, Jesse and Matt talked for a bit about stuff (including Jesse planning my wedding :P) and then Russel came back to drive me home. The whole drive my mind was racing "could this be it?" We got to my house and, as many of you probably already know, he asked. My heart was all *kjdhffahgBOOM* haha so yeah...we are official now. And I am very happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Dream with you,&lt;br /&gt;No hunger,&lt;br /&gt;No nothing,&lt;br /&gt;You and me forever&lt;br /&gt;Its not about finding somebody&lt;br /&gt;That makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;Its about looking for the one&lt;br /&gt;That makes your heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing its own love song&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Everything else fades away&lt;br /&gt;All thats left is you and me&lt;br /&gt;Together for enternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5780775202742809929?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5780775202742809929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5780775202742809929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5780775202742809929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5780775202742809929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream-is-wish-your-heart-makes.html' title='A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-149794162177809490</id><published>2008-08-31T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:07:31.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Church to Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So today was a fun day. Went to both services this morning and was touched by God like always. Pastor Ken spoke about how we are all loved by God. Then we sung "Jesus Loves Me" at the end and I admit I teared up. It was pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church a group of us (me, Madison, Mandy, Sarah, Marika, Steph, Russel, Matt and Jesse) all walked to Wendy's for lunch. Quite a few other people from church were there too, no surprise! Then we (minus Marika, Steph and Matt) went up to Petland and the dollar store and Winners, which was also fun. At winners i bought myself and Madison (against her will) new bags which are AMAZING! :P&lt;br /&gt;So after today I realized how much fun it can be to just hang out with friends and not have a set plan. I love my friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make relationships everyday&lt;br /&gt;Some last an hour&lt;br /&gt;Others for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;I live for the tears&lt;br /&gt;That make me smile&lt;br /&gt;I live for the moments&lt;br /&gt;That never end&lt;br /&gt;I live for the dreams&lt;br /&gt;That are coming true&lt;br /&gt;With everything I am&lt;br /&gt;And with everything I do&lt;br /&gt;I live for my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLtqOfSwL9I/AAAAAAAAACM/5ZwhsPBd7SE/s1600-h/n727010370_3916545_8266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240899388526571474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLtqOfSwL9I/AAAAAAAAACM/5ZwhsPBd7SE/s320/n727010370_3916545_8266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-149794162177809490?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/149794162177809490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=149794162177809490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/149794162177809490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/149794162177809490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-church-to-winners.html' title='From Church to Winners'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLtqOfSwL9I/AAAAAAAAACM/5ZwhsPBd7SE/s72-c/n727010370_3916545_8266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1680028248411521709</id><published>2008-08-30T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:09:37.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep It Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Jesus loves me, this I know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was amazing. Thats the best way to put it. Each night I was touched by what the speaker said and what God said. Especially the last night...I don't think I've cried that much in a long time. And it really showed me how amazing God is and how lucky I am to have such great friends. A special thank-you goes out to PC. You showed me so much this week and I am just blessed to know you and to have the chance to talk to you. When you prayed for me the last night, I felt such a reasurrance in my heart and soul. So thank you for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else at camp was fun too. The first day was a little let down at first cause of the rain, and some complications with people, but other than that it was fine. My team, Tongues of Fire, was amazing. Its true we didn't win a lot, but we still had fun and got along. Memorizing bible verses, painting our scroll, building our boat, playing games like kickball, volleyball and water polo with a watermelon wrapped in duck tape..ahhh good times. And, if you didn't already know, I got kicked in the jaw during water polo, but its not really swollen or bruised anymore :D. Clash day, bad hair day and costume day were also tons of fun. So all in all, it was a great week. I made new friends and my relationships with old friends grew stronger. I can't wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To all those people who said it would be fun, you were right. But I will NOT say its better than Nanoose! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLm234ZIP-I/AAAAAAAAABs/7oQ7bD2t4W8/s1600-h/n561172432_1338483_8307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240420712569126882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLm234ZIP-I/AAAAAAAAABs/7oQ7bD2t4W8/s320/n561172432_1338483_8307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1680028248411521709?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1680028248411521709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1680028248411521709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1680028248411521709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1680028248411521709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/keep-it-simple.html' title='Keep It Simple'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/SLm234ZIP-I/AAAAAAAAABs/7oQ7bD2t4W8/s72-c/n561172432_1338483_8307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2152792130578219283</id><published>2008-08-20T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:11:05.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explanation</title><content type='html'>I can't explain this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;My heart is pounding&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is flipping&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing&lt;br /&gt;The sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;Can save my soul&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Can stop my breath&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent with you&lt;br /&gt;Is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;And never let go&lt;br /&gt;You're the million reasons why&lt;br /&gt;There's love reflecting in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna stay in this moment&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;With every word and every smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2152792130578219283?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2152792130578219283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2152792130578219283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2152792130578219283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2152792130578219283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/explanation.html' title='Explanation'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-260381863878776379</id><published>2008-08-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:36:51.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls rule, boys drool</title><content type='html'>Today was the Shift event Girls hang/Guys hang. The guys went to the driving range and us girls stayed at the church and did our nails, ate cookie dough and watched Enchanted.  It was good fun..I laughed a lot in the movie. Too much cookie dough though...my stomach didn't like me very much! :P But hanging out with these girls today showed me how amazing God's love is and really inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;Songs of praise from their lips&lt;br /&gt;In awe we fall to our knees&lt;br /&gt;How can someone so great&lt;br /&gt;Love someone so small&lt;br /&gt;You gave your life&lt;br /&gt;So that we could live&lt;br /&gt;For now and ever more&lt;br /&gt;We open our hearts to you&lt;br /&gt;From young to old&lt;br /&gt;Souls are yearning for you&lt;br /&gt;We run to you with open arms&lt;br /&gt;Forever we are faithful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-260381863878776379?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/260381863878776379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=260381863878776379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/260381863878776379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/260381863878776379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls-rule-boys-drool.html' title='Girls rule, boys drool'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2397972675749072789</id><published>2008-08-18T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:28:47.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am officially in love with Toyota Hybrids!</title><content type='html'>So I had my first actual driving lesson today. My dad has been teaching me, but my parents finally bought me lessons. The instructor, Sherri, is awesome. She's so nice and was so easy to drive with. Plus, the car was amazing. It rode so smooth...easy to turn, stop, go, park, everything. And I love the way its set up..the key is a little box thingy that you put in this slot and then press a power button! Its amazing. So yeah, she said that I'm a really good driver and I'll be ready to take my N test in a few weeks. I'm scheduled to go September 16. Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2397972675749072789?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2397972675749072789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2397972675749072789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2397972675749072789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2397972675749072789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-officially-in-love-with-toyota.html' title='I am officially in love with Toyota Hybrids!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-590355801562352889</id><published>2008-08-17T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:09:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high on this new drug called STOKED</title><content type='html'>I just have to say that after the cadre leaders meeting today, I am SOO friggen stoked for this year. Even more than I was before. Cadre's are going to be amazing and the kick-off is going to be spectacular. I'm not allowed to say whats going to happen, but I will say this. Its going to be the best night ever and you better be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week till camp!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-590355801562352889?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/590355801562352889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=590355801562352889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/590355801562352889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/590355801562352889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-on-this-new-drug-called-stoked.html' title='high on this new drug called STOKED'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-1975074930509108806</id><published>2008-08-16T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:00:44.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summit, Poems, Africa and Moms!</title><content type='html'>So today was the second and final day of the Leadership Summit. And was it ever AMAZING! We watched...4 videos i believe..and P. Craig talked as well.  Evereything was so deep and touching and I got so much. I was on the verge of tears more than once and all this has made me so much more stoked for what Gods got for me.  And I got to see Emily Beer again, which was friggen sweet! But it was sad to say goodbye to Darla and Romeo. They promised to visit again though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila pulled me and Russ aside after it was over and first thing I thought was "oh snap what did i do?!?!" I guess i made a face and she laughed and was like "you`re not in trouble". So we went and sat on the stairs to the stage. She started talking about how her and other leaders in our church, such as P. Scott, have been reading our blogs and poems. They said they were so inspired by what we wrote. That was sweet to hear just by itself..but it gets better! She then asked me and Russ to think and pray to God about writing a poem for Thanksgiving and then possibly getting together with photographers from our church to basically put pictures to words. I was so touched that they would ask us that..it really shows how even the younger leaders are recognized for their strengths. So I`ve already started thinking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sweet thing that was thought up today was a possible Africa trip in spring of 2010, with just a few youth from our church. Me, Jay, Russ, Jesse and Matt were talking about it this afternoon. We want to raise $100,000 and then go to a small village in Africa that has nothing..and basically give them everything. Build them houses, a school, give them clothes, bring a doctor to get them medical help. Its in the works right now, but its gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I`m just gonna finish this post off by saying I have the best mom in the world. She has always been there for me and building me up into the young woman I am today. Without her...I don`t even want to think of where I`d be.  I realize that I have not always given her the time and value she deserves. She is an amazing mother and I am so lucky to have her as mine. I love you Mommy, to the moon..and back! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-1975074930509108806?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/1975074930509108806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=1975074930509108806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1975074930509108806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/1975074930509108806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/summit-poems-africa-and-moms.html' title='Summit, Poems, Africa and Moms!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-296674071516416729</id><published>2008-08-15T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:21:54.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day of fries (aka friday)</title><content type='html'>So today was pretty friggen awesome. At first it looked like things would be all messed up, but everything worked out. Went to Miracle Beach with my family and got to visit with Andrea for a bit too, which was great. Then while we were on a beach, we got to watch a beach wedding so that was pretty sweet. I've always wanted a beach wedding. Then we had a BBQ and had hotdogs for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I got to the summit just over half an hour late, but thats alright. I gotta sit with Sheila, which was sweet cause she's like another mom to me.  The best part of the whole night was seeing Romeo and Darla for the first time in 10 years. &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS AWESOME!!&lt;/strong&gt; Just before the second video started Romeo came over and was like &lt;em&gt;"Sammy&lt;/em&gt;!" and gave me a hug. Then he went and told Darla and she ran over and hugged me. Then we had to wait until after the video to actually talk. They were both like &lt;em&gt;"you were this big when i saw you last!"&lt;/em&gt; and "&lt;em&gt;you're in grade 12?!?"&lt;/em&gt; haha it was great to see them again.  And the videos were awesome, especially the second one. I laughed pretty hard and I got so much from it. So stoked to see what tomorrow brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-296674071516416729?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/296674071516416729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=296674071516416729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/296674071516416729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/296674071516416729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-of-fries-aka-friday.html' title='the day of fries (aka friday)'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5558748683871549446</id><published>2008-08-15T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:40:56.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wootness</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I went on a hike through Paradise Meadows with Jason, Kelsey, Russel and Jesse. It was pretty sweet. It was really hot though and we had to take a break for a couple hikers :P. We got to a lake...Battleship i think. and we just sat there for about 20 minutes or so. I was just looking out over the water and the trees and I was amazed. God made that and its SO beautiful. I just let its beauty and tranquility overtake me and i forgot about all the cares of life. To put it simply, i was in awe. It was so nice, but it kinda started to smell like fish, so we left. Then we hiked back down and back to the van. Jesse has never seen a bear in real life, so we were trying to spot one and went a little "4x4ing" in the van...bad idea since we almost broke it :P but sadly we didn't see a bear. Sorry Jesse! Then we got back into town and went to Jason and Kelsey's for dinner and we watched a couple tv shows, like csi, something-point (i don't remember) and Wipe-Out. Then Kelsey drove me home and we had a nice talk, which is sweet cause we haven't gotten a lot of one-on-one time this summer. So yesterday was a pretty sweet day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, SUMMIT TONIGHT!!! WOOOOOO! :P So stoked to see whats gonna happen and I am looking forward to hearing what these leaders have to say. And I get to see Romeo and Darla again, which is friggen SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5558748683871549446?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5558748683871549446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5558748683871549446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5558748683871549446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5558748683871549446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/wootness.html' title='Wootness'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4071463834635340834</id><published>2008-08-13T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:17:03.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream Of Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When you wake to the dream of now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from night and its other dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you carry day out of the dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a flame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When spring comes north and flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unfold from earth and its even sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you lift summer on with your breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lest it be losst ever so deep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your life you live by the light you find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and follow it on as well as you can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carrying through the darkness wherever you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your one little fire that will start again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-William Stafford&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this for the first time the other day and immediatly fell in love with it.  I've always liked Stafford's work, but this really got me. I have a friend who is dealing with some stuff right now and she's been losing faith. I showed it this and talked to her for a long time.  I kept thinking about it after and realized I too have struggled with letting my "little fire" go out.  But I also realized how easy it is to get it started again. With God as the lighter and by not letting yourself slip away and let it fire extinguish, it can turn into a wild forest fire..hypothetically, of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4071463834635340834?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4071463834635340834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4071463834635340834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4071463834635340834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4071463834635340834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/dream-of-now.html' title='The Dream Of Now'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-6875179481221917218</id><published>2008-08-11T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:02:58.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Knight</title><content type='html'>So I finally saw The Dark Knight yesterday. Missed the first half hour or so, but thats alright. It was AMAZING. Way better than I thought it was going to be. So now I'm thinking I should watch the first two batman movies! &lt;br /&gt;Ok so my title is Summer Knight...cause it sounded better than Dark Summer. So you can probably tell what the rest of this post is gonna be about. SUMMER!! And how it's gone by so fast! It's  August 11th. A month from now I'll be in school, getting back into the daily routine.  And to top it all off, I'LL BE IN GRADE 12!!! It's scary. People keep telling me I'm not allowed to grow up.."i remember you when you were this big!"..."you are growing up so fast.." And I am. I almost wish I was back in elementary school, with no cares, having fun. Not that I'm not having fun now. Cause I am..I'm having so much fun. High School has been the best years of my life so far. I have learned so much, inside and outside of the classroom. Middle School wasn't my favourite three years. I was with the wrong group and all I really had were my good grades..and I even got teased because of that. But in high school, I'm average in most my classes..and I love it!! But back to summer...its come and now its almost gone. It has been the best summer I've had in a long time. Camp was amazing..more amazing than last year. God spoke to me so much. My birthday party...also amazing. And then just hanging out with family and friends pretty much everyday is such a privilege.  So many memories are coming out of this summer and I can't wait for whats to come.  I am so stoked on this year because of all thats going to happen. New relationships, new discoveries, new adventure. I'm loving what God is doing in my life right now. I am so stoked on leadership this year too cause we're going to be doing so much more and getting closer to each other and God.  It's gonna be good. I can't friggen wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-6875179481221917218?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/6875179481221917218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=6875179481221917218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6875179481221917218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/6875179481221917218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-knight.html' title='Summer Knight'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-2603510649494289503</id><published>2008-08-10T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:43:07.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to reflect</title><content type='html'>I've noticed lately how people are always thinking about the future and what they're going to do 50 years from now. They're always worrying about whats going to happen tomorrow. They rush through life without taking time to stop and look at their lives. I'm not saying don't prepare for the future, or that everything should be spontaneous. I'm just saying that things need to be handled with care, especially your own life. Let me ask you some questions. Have you ever let a good friendship die because you didn't take the time to say "hi"? Have you ever gone to bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Have you ever ask someone "how are you" and not waited to hear the reply? All you parents, have you ever told your child "we'll do it tomorrow" and in your haste, not seen their pain? Everyone, have you ever watched kids on the merry-go-round or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Have you ever watched a butterflies erratic flight, or listened to the rain hitting the ground? When you run so fast to get somewhere, you miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry throughout your day, life becomes like an unopened gift, just tossed to the side. Please, you'd better slow down, don't dance so fast. Time is short, the music won't last. Life isn't a race. Take things slower. Hear the music before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta run away so you can see who will run after you. Sometimes you gotta talk quieter just to see who's listening. Sometimes you gotta step up in a fight just to see who's by your side. Sometimes you gotta make a wrong decision to see who's there to fix it. Sometimes you gotta let go of the one you love just to see if they love you enough to come back. Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside of you that is greater than any obstacle. You deserve to be with somebody who makes you happy. Somebody who doesn't complicate your life. Somebody who won't hurt you. If they're stupid enough to walk away, be smart enough to let them go. Be who you want to be, not what others want to see. Forgive people, not because you're weak, but because you're strong enough to know that people make mistakes. Take chances, because you never know how great something could turn out to be. Certain things are just worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was just sitting here writing this and listening to worship songs and it really got me thinking. I love Jesus. He has just been so awesome in my life lately.  At times I've felt like there's no reason to smile or to even live. But then I see this glimpse of light and I feel God saying to me that there's more to come. Theres a story I read about a lady who was dying, and asked her pastor to bury her with a fork. She explained this by saying how after meals people always say to keep your fork, and that means theres something better coming. So by keeping her fork, she's getting ready to go on to something even more spectacular than life itself.  So I say to all of you, KEEP YOUR FORK. :P But seriously, this past year has just been amazing. It's definitly had its downs (R.I.P. Olivia, Eric and Floyd) but it's had it's ups as well. I have grown so much in myself and in Jesus. God has been doing a ton of stuff in my heart and I am so stoked on whats to come this year. I know it's gonna be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later gators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-2603510649494289503?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/2603510649494289503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=2603510649494289503' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2603510649494289503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/2603510649494289503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-to-reflect.html' title='Time to reflect'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-92647646416241043</id><published>2008-08-10T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:10:49.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini's</title><content type='html'>Never say I love you if you don't really care&lt;br /&gt;Never talk about feelings if they aren't really there&lt;br /&gt;Never hold my hand if you're going to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Never say you're going to if you don't plan to start&lt;br /&gt;Never look in my eyes if all you do is lie&lt;br /&gt;Never say "Hello" if you really mean "Good-bye"&lt;br /&gt;Never say forever because forever makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;If you really mean forever then say you will try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t had the best life&lt;br /&gt;There’s been lots to work through&lt;br /&gt;My family’s been broken apart&lt;br /&gt;And my hearts been torn in two&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been called names&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been pushed away&lt;br /&gt;But through all this hurt&lt;br /&gt;I’m still gonna say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull you out when life pulls you under.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sun when there's lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you.&lt;br /&gt;And share with you it's beauty on the days you're feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;If I could build a mountain you could call your very own.&lt;br /&gt;A place to find serenity a place to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could take your troubles I would toss them in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;But all these things I'm finding are impossible for me,I&lt;br /&gt; cannot build a mountain or catch a rainbow fair&lt;br /&gt;But let me be...what I know best, a friend that's always there.&lt;br /&gt;Years may fly, tears may dry&lt;br /&gt;But my friendship with you will never die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-92647646416241043?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/92647646416241043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=92647646416241043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/92647646416241043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/92647646416241043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/minis.html' title='Mini&apos;s'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-8491695623306925915</id><published>2008-08-10T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:08:40.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say The Word</title><content type='html'>Time flies by when I’m praising you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Into your arms is where I go&lt;br /&gt;And in your arms is where I want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Is like a burning fire&lt;br /&gt;Just say the word&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit fills me up&lt;br /&gt;Your grace overflows&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are God&lt;br /&gt;Forever you will reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You laid down your life&lt;br /&gt;You died on the cross&lt;br /&gt;How can I repay you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-8491695623306925915?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/8491695623306925915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=8491695623306925915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8491695623306925915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/8491695623306925915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-say-word.html' title='Just Say The Word'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-4782139631623628620</id><published>2008-08-10T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:05:54.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I just want to thank you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;I want to know you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;I want to live by your side&lt;br /&gt;We sing our songs of praise to you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to do even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, Lord, I live to praise you&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, Lord, I live to love you&lt;br /&gt;Anytime I need to sing, Lord&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one giving me words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;I open my ears to hear your words&lt;br /&gt;I open my heart to let you in&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who knows you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Knows that you are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;I need you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Lord&lt;br /&gt;You’re here right now&lt;br /&gt;You’re setting us free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-4782139631623628620?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/4782139631623628620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=4782139631623628620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4782139631623628620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/4782139631623628620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-75582318166867996</id><published>2008-08-10T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:03:27.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solid Proof</title><content type='html'>When I first wrote this, I saw it as someone saying it to someone else cause they're "in love". But then I read it again and saw it completely different. I saw it as God singing to those who don't know Him. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st verse&lt;br /&gt;Every time you're near me&lt;br /&gt;My body starts to melt.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you&lt;br /&gt;My mind turns to mush.&lt;br /&gt;Every time you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;My words just don't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;And every time I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Things seem to turn out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;All of this is solid proof&lt;br /&gt;Of how I feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;The only down part is&lt;br /&gt;You don't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would look&lt;br /&gt;And see who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd verse&lt;br /&gt;Some people say you're right for me&lt;br /&gt;And some people say you're not.&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;But I think you're worth it.&lt;br /&gt;When will you open your eyes and see&lt;br /&gt;That you're the only one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd verse&lt;br /&gt;All day long I think of you&lt;br /&gt;All day long I wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't want you like this&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that in the end I'll lose.&lt;br /&gt;But Hun, you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to fight for your love.&lt;br /&gt;Because even though I'm invisible to you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-75582318166867996?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/75582318166867996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=75582318166867996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/75582318166867996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/75582318166867996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/solid-proof.html' title='Solid Proof'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-5107423019546586894</id><published>2008-08-10T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:01:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause That's What Love Is</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it can be easy&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it can be hard&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s worth it&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we see each other&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we don’t&lt;br /&gt;But I know you’re worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I’m here and you’re here&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;And even though&lt;br /&gt;There’s things holding us apart&lt;br /&gt;We’ll keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Cause that’s what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we have to doIs stick together&lt;br /&gt;And not fall away&lt;br /&gt;All we have to do&lt;br /&gt;Is pray to God&lt;br /&gt;And ask for His strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I’m here and you’re here&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can go wrong&lt;br /&gt;And even though&lt;br /&gt;There’s things holding us apart&lt;br /&gt;We’ll keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Cause that’s what love is&lt;br /&gt;And babe, you’ve got the best of my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-5107423019546586894?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/5107423019546586894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=5107423019546586894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5107423019546586894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/5107423019546586894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/cause-thats-what-love-is.html' title='Cause That&apos;s What Love Is'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241420475621536698.post-9011179495779559438</id><published>2008-08-10T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:35:48.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog. woot!</title><content type='html'>Ok so this is my first blog post thingy. I've always wanted to have a blog, but was too lazy to make one. So hopefully I can keep this up. It will probably mostly be my writing, but I will get some real life stuff in here too.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so check it out and hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241420475621536698-9011179495779559438?l=sam--middleton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/feeds/9011179495779559438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241420475621536698&amp;postID=9011179495779559438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9011179495779559438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241420475621536698/posts/default/9011179495779559438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sam--middleton.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-blog-woot.html' title='First Blog. woot!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09796801472923637237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFyHildIa8g/TCLtY68TMSI/AAAAAAAAALI/ERi9NTxSG48/S220/27876_10150182615235290_550750289_12968270_4884936_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
